Chapter 2
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Brett
I walked into the AKL frat house, and already there were people scattered about everywhere. AKL is the big frat on campus.
It’s big because it’s mostly athletes that are the brothers here. So it’s going to attract the females and a lot of testosterone driven males.
So far what I’m seeing, yep both are currently present in the Frat house. There are half naked girls everywhere, and guys getting on with those girls.
The sad part is, this is a normal night night for this frat house. The only difference for a party is there is a ledger in the kitchen.
I moved to go towards the kitchen, but a hand with bright red nails suddenly went to my chest to stop me.
I turned to see whose hand was on me.
“Hey Brett.” A blond wearing only a handkerchief for a top said to me.
I really have no idea what her name is. But I do know she’s one of the puck bunnies that likes to hang around.
“Hey.” I said to her.
She moved in front of me and put her arms around my neck. “It’s starting to get crowded here.” She said.
I sucked in my lips and nodded my head. “yeah, and it’s still early.” I told her.
She smiled at me, “Want to get away from here before it gets really crowded?” She asked me.
Right now, I honestly am not in the mood for a puck bunny. I’ve had just a lot on my mind lately, and the truth is, I just really haven’t been in the mood for the ladies at all.
That’s part of the reason I decided to come here to the AKL frat party. I thought it might be a good way just to blow off some steam.
Plus, my friends and teammates kinda encouraged me to get out. I’ve been a real pain in their ass lately.
I just happened to look up, past the blond and a pair of legs caught my attention. I knew who it was, even though he was covered by a barely dressed female.
It was Olly, one of my best friends and teammate. he definitely has no issue with hooking up with a female as soon as you walk in the door it seems.
I look down at the little blonde again, “I’m going to get a beer, I have to make an appearance here, find me later?” I told her.
I figured I was letting her down gently without insulting her. At least that’s my reasoning.
“Sure.” She said to me as she unwrapped her arms from around my neck.
But I can tell by the look in her eyes, I definitely disappointed her. But I’m sure, once Marco or Blake gets here, that disappointment will disappear and she will have no problems going home with one of them.
That’s the thing with the puck bunnies, for every disappointment they get from one hockey player, there’s two or three other guys on the team that will make sure that disappointment disappears.
I made my way into the kitchen. There it was the keg for this party or at least one of the kegs. If this party goes like it normally does for these frat parties another one will be tapped soon enough.
I grabbed a solo cup to fill it up with beer, and felt a hand on my shoulder. Out of the corner of my eye I saw it was Marco.
“Hey, there is a blond with red nails waiting for you in the living room.” I told him.
“Yep, saw her, got to Blake first.” He grinned.
I handed him a cup I had just filled up. And then grabbed another red solo cup for myself.
“Thanks.” He said, taking a sip of the beer.
“When are you getting your housemate to cook for us again? Man I really could go for some of that rigatoni she made.” He said.
I laughed, “she is wrapped up with the quarterback. I hardly see her.” I told him.
The football team is involved in some type of scandal right now. So my housemate since she’s sort of dating the quarterback has been basically spending all her time over at the football house.
“Well, see if you can guilt her into dinner. Tell her we’ll even buy the ingredients.” Marco laughed.
“Man, I think we are only friends because of my housemate.” I joked with him.
“Hey it doesn’t hurt, especially since you bailed out the hockey house and left me to deal with Olly and Blake by myself.” He said to me.
I erased the cup to my mouth. I can’t argue with him about that. I kinda did leave him in a rough spot. But this year, I can’t afford distractions. I have to get drafted into the NHL.
I love my guys. And yes, it would’ve been amazing. The four of us living together at the hockey house but there’s just too many distractions, especially with Olly and Blake.
They basically are in competition with each other over who can get the most girls in their bed. I think they’re trying to go for a world record.
Speak of the devil, Olly came waltzing into the kitchen.
“Brett! When did you get here?” He asked me as he reached for a cup.
“ when you had your head between some girls breast there on the couch” I told him as I sipped my beer.
“Ah, so you just have just came…so did I actually.” He laughed.
I just rolled my eyes. I understood his hidden meeting behind his words. I really didn’t need to know that, but that’s Olly.
“ so that means you’re taking a break?” I asked him.
“Yeah, for a minute. Oh by the way your girlfriend is here.” Olly said.
Marco let out a laugh. He knows I hate when the guys say that to me. Cassie is just a friend, that's all. But these idiots are trying to convince themselves and me that she’s really my girlfriend and she’s not.
“Olly, you know she is not my girlfriend.” I told him.
“ well if you see what she’s wearing, you might be changing your mind.” He said.
I looked at him, “What does that mean?” I asked him.
“ she’s in the living room with a few of her sorority sisters. You’ll see.” He said
Lord what the hell is Olly talking about? Now I have to go find Cassie and that not what I want to do right now.
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