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Chapter 1: Party at the Zoo!

"Shot! Shot! Shot-shot-shot! Shot! Shot! Shot-shot-shot! Shot! EVERYBODY!" Crazy dance music was playing and the volume was maxed out. This is a typical WSU party. I looked over at the dazzling blonde to my right. Her name's Kate, owner of a flashy white smile, and a craftily braided head of hair.

"Ani! Body shots!"

"Twice in one weeeek?" I whine playfully and make a cat claw motion toward her. "Alliiiighriiiiiiiiight!"

"Dibs on seconds!" A tanned hottie without his shirt on calls. That's Jose we've always been iffy inbetween friends. Mostly because I'm afraid of commitment and he fears the twilight zone.

I hand the bottle to Jose. "You pour, alright." I wink at him.

Since everybody likes a show I stretch for a second, connecting my hands to my toes. Slowly, I rise into a run to give myself a little momentum and cartwheel twice in a line. Then I lower my body to the floor, extend my arms, and place my palms on the floor. My torso jolts upward to a bridge position.

Jose uncaps the tequila and pours in one fluid motion, Kate follows quickly. Sucking on my stomach, licking up the last few drops she plants a kiss at my navel. Ohhhh, that feels great!

"My turn." As Kate rises Jose hands the bottle to her. He lowers himself and Kate pours the tequila. He lets it run for a second so that it drips down the sides of my waist. I can tell that he's getting into the moment. I count in my head for 15 seconds. Just as I'm about to get up he sticks his tongue in my navel and swirls it.

"Jose!" I do a bridge walk over and he moves his head to avoid a kick in the face. "15 seconds were up!"

"Awww, Ani you used to let me have a minute."

"Times have changed!" My eyes burn with anticipation.

"Oh have they now?" He struts up to me. I look down at his defined abs, glowing skin, then up to his pretty face.

"I call the shots," I plant a peck on his cheek. Then I hear the sound of vomit being spewed into the kitchen sink. He doesn't hear it. His eyes look soulfully into mine then his head dips down, going in for a kiss. I turn away from him, thinking about how glad I am that this isn't Kate and I's apartment. Then I see the blonde braids and sigh heavily.

"Oh Kate." I comfort her and swirl my hand around her lacy top.

"I am so," she dry heaves a little, "sorry." I feel for her and stay by her side.

"Hey you going to be alright Kate?" Jose looks at her with concern. Kate nods her head and heaves some more.

"Hey you! Get to the bathroom or something!" Kevin. He's a bit of a prick and he's slept with Kate before.

"If you ever can get Rinoa out of there, but… I mean she's been blowing guys out left and right." His face loses color. "So, good luck!" Speechless, he runs off.

"Hey Rinoa's only been blowing one guy." Jose sticks up for her in what little way he can.

"I wanted a fun line to say." I laugh. Rinoa wouldn't mind. She's probably laugh and admit to her latest sexual encounters.

"Whatever." Jose shrugs.

I wave off the suggestion and focus my attention on Kate. "Ready to go home." She nods her head. I turn to Jose with puppy dog eyes.

"No!" He immediately says. I pout my lip. "Uhhhghhh" He moans.

"Can't you carry Kate, she's your friend." Jose scratches his head and closes his eyes.

"Alright, alright."

The walk doesn't take long, but it still gives Jose and me a moment.

"It's a shame she had to get sick." Jose says.

"Yeaaah, poor thing, usually she's the one who's holding my hair."

"Hahaha, I remember that. Miss 10 vodka shots." That night we had pizza. I hardly ate half a slice and guzzled a deadly amount of vodka.

"Yeah, that was awful. And you, you helped me out a little right?"

"Yeah, sort of." I didn't say anything back. Kate had told me how he had really wanted to sleep with Rinoa, but I kept calling for him from the toilet seat. He came a few times, but expressed his disgust to everyone. By the end of the night he wouldn't even touch me. When we all woke up the next day, he was gone. Didn't talk to me for weeks.

"Ani?"

"Yeah?" I open up the door to our apartment. We just stare for a few minutes.

"Could you help me get Kate off my back?" It's blurted out awkwardly.

"Sure." I help him set Kate on the couch. We unfold a soft cream colored blanket and gently lay it on her. I tuck in the folds and run a hand over her forehead. It's really hot. A fever? Maybe she didn't drink too much, might've been the flu or something.

"Well bye the Ani."

"Oh, let me walk you out."

I walk him toward the apartment door. I smile at him and say, "Thanks so much for all the help with Kate."

"No problem." I flash a smile at him.

"Well, Good-n" his lips mumble my words. I pull away from him shaking my head.

"Goodnight Jose." I shut the door in his face.

My back is against the door and I slide down it till my butt plops on the floor. I listen as his footsteps become faint, then inaudible. What was that? My mind swarms with thoughts of Jose, and after a few minutes I stop thinking.

A glass of cool water calms my mind. I sit at the bar and glance at the papers scattered across it. My eyes work their way on over to the calendar. May 13th, is tomorrow, well technically today. In blue marker and in Kate's hand writing, "Interview w/ Christian Grey 1:15pm." Is written for today's agenda.

I remember how enthusiastic she was when she had told me about this project she was working. She suspected Grey was gay, and thought that it would be a great angle for him, and maybe he needed a little bit of a push to come out. I told her that I didn't think anyone would really find a college newspaper article as means to come out of the closet. Her response, "Ani, I work my ass off. Surely anyone can see that by the contents of the articles. You should take pride in that paper, and your effortless book review columns."

"Hey, that requires me to actually read things. Some of the things published in "today's world" are just awful. Pathetic one dimensional female protags are all the rage."

"And you get to bash them until the whole campus hates their characters too. Then you switch the scene by writing recommendations for noteworthy books. By the next day I see just about every one of your column readers with that same book you recommended."

"Hey, you're actually right." She was happy to hear me agree with her.

I gulp down some more of the water. Pour another glass for Kate and set an advil tablet next to it. I take my phone from my pocket and set an alarm for eight in the morning. Heading down the hall, I pull off my navy blue halter, slink out of my shorts, and unclapse my black bra. I bundle the clothing and throw them in the hamper. Then I grab a huge t-shirt for a night gown so that I can pass out on my bed.