FIVE
Alma“It’s like watching a baby deer walk for the first time.” Leo laughs behind me as I stomp off across the fraternity lawn.
“What?” I halt.
“You. You’re all wobbly and stuff. Let me guess. You’re the token sheltered girl from a small Midwestern town. You’ve never been touched by a dude, and tonight was your first taste of alcohol. I bet your dad’s a preacher or some shit.”
“Yes, and I’m also f*******n to dance.” I glare. “You busted me. I came straight to college from my home in the Footloose VHS tape.”
“Feisty. I like it.”
I turn back in the direction of the dorms. “I couldn’t care less what you like, and you’re wrong about me.”
“Oh yeah?” He doesn’t sound convinced. “About what part?”
“And so what if I don’t drink much? A tipsy college student is hardly abnormal. I’m sure
