Music bounced off the walls of the dorm room causing everything in the room to have a slight vibration. Smirks, smiles, and awkward glances filled one side of the room where as sloppy makeout sessions and flirty gazes filled the other. Then of course you can't forget about the two or three people in the corner rotating who were giving the next round of cocaine out. Nobody was really drunk, not yet anyway, but nearly everyone in the room had a drink in their hand.

"This is what I call a homecoming party!" Charlotte Flair, homecoming queen, shouted tipsily leading for a bunch of 'woos' to echo their support for the party.

A laugh sprung out of Dean Ambrose's mouth as he turned his attention from the almost drunk homecoming queen to his roommate who was hopelessly in love with her. "She likes your party. Next step is actually talking to her. Who knows, since she's gonna be drunk off her ass in the next ten minutes you may have a shot."

Seth Rollins shook his head shamefully. He knew he never should have let Dean in-or more accurately let Dean figure out about his crush on one of the most popular girls on campus. Not only did Dean think that he should do something about it, but he expected him to and he couldn't do it. "You know that she'll never go for me Dean and I didn't even throw this party, you did."

"Yeah and I'm damn proud of it." Dean took one-two-three sips of his beer before downing it and throwing the can on the ground. "But I'm letting you take the credit so you can nail the queen." Dean's eyes wandered around the party before smirking. "I'm gonna go talk to that freshman over there. She looks innocent and you know I love innocent."

Seth shook his head at Dean knowing for a fact that Dean wasn't as predatory as he sounded. "That sounded creepier than you intended, or at least I'm gonna hope that you accidentally sounded creepier than you intended."

"You call me creepy, but you're the one with Mr. Charlotte Flair written in your notebook." Dean snickered and walked away before Seth had a change to say anything back.

Seth rolled his eyes as he walked out of the party. He would have went to his room but since he had lived with Dean for years and Dean had been having parties for years he knew that someone was probably on their way to or in his bed. It was why he made a habit of taking his best sheets off of his bed before every party. He made his way to a bench and pulled out his phone. He was going to listen to a podcast and by the time it was over he would be able to return to his room without worrying about who he might find in there.

"Mr. Rollins."

Seth's eyes went from his phone to his least favorite professor, Professor McMahon. "Professor McMahon."

"How's your paper coming?" Stephanie asked.

Seth's eyes went to the ground as he remembered that all he had was his name and the date the paper was due. "Good."

"You haven't started yet have you?" Stephanie asked with a knowing smile as she took a seat next to Seth.

"No." Seth admitted before laughing. He wasn't sure why he had always thought Professor McMahon was terrible. She actually seemed pretty cool.

"Well if you need my help," Stephanie's hand traveled up his thigh. "I'm available."

"Poor Charlotte has no idea that she looks like an absolute idiot." Paige Knight mocked the homecoming queen as she rolled her eyes before standing taller and looking at the freshman in front of her. "Now ladies it's incredibly important that you know how not to look like an absolute idiot."

Sonya Deville and Mandy Rose nodded eagerly. They were both desperate to get into Paige's sorority and willing to do anything to stay in her good graces. Ruby Riott wanted to be in the sorority so bad that she had practically become a clone of Paige. While Liv Morgan and Sarah Logan both seemed a bit skeptical about what they might have to do.

"It's important to ask questions, so if you have any ask before I lose my patience." Paige paused and got annoyed when nobody spoke up. "Do none of you actually know how badass it is to be at an Ambrose party? Because let me tell you, these parties are the best parties you're ever going to attend. If you don't believe me then you will when he graduates." Paige sighed when again nobody spoke up. "I need a drink."

Paige got to a cooler and grabbed a drink before looking over her friend Alexa Bliss, who was currently in makeout session with a frat boy who for whatever reason people thought was a good idea to call Mojo. She glared at them for a second before returning to the potential new recruits. "Alright bitches! Get ready for the best party of your life." Paige looked back at Alexa before turning her attention to the first guy that she saw and connecting her lips with his.

"Of all the girls in all the world." Dean stated not at all surprised that he had been grabbed and kissed.

Paige groaned, of course she had grabbed Dean. She pushed Dean off of her and rolled her eyes. "Shit."

"Don't get me wrong, I'd be willing to hit the sheets with you. Again. But I kinda had my eye on one of your freshman." Dean told her as he crossed his arms. He knew a lot about Paige, a lot more than she probably wanted him to know.

"Go for Liv. She's the sluttiest out of all of them." Paige informed him before realizing he probably had no idea the names of any of her potential sorority sisters. "The skinny blonde one, she's legal I made sure and she's too afraid to have that much alcohol so she's drinking a coke with too little rum to actually even get her a little buzzed."

"Thanks." Dean thanked her before going towards the girl Paige had just described.

"Woo! Shot! Woo! Shot!" Becky Lynch, Sasha Banks, Charlotte Flair, and Bayley Martinez all shouted in unison as they took turns doing shots. The four of them had been best friends since they ended up sharing a two bedroom dorm in freshman year.

"I've had enough." Bayley giggled as she stopped drinking. It was normal for her to stop drinking first if she even drunk at all. Her role was mainly to make sure that the other three, specifically Becky, got back to their rooms safe.

"Come on Bayyyyy." Sasha dragged out her nickname as she began leaning up against her friend so she didn't fall down. Normally Sasha could handle her alcohol, but today she hadn't ate anything and it was quickly hitting her. "I wanna see you drunk. I've never seen you drunk."

Becky, the heaviest drinker of the friends, laughed as she joined Sasha in leaning on Bayley. "Neither have I." Becky smirked as she put her plastic cup in Bayley's hands. "Drink!"

Bayley looked at Charlotte for support. She was her last hope of getting out of whatever drinking game or stunt Becky and Sasha were going to make her do. "Char."

"You heard them Bay." Charlotte laughed before drinking the rest of the contents of her cup. She smirked once she saw the keg stand in the middle of the room. "I know exactly what you need to do."

Roman Reigns felt himself smile against the lips of Carmella Van Dale as they entered into Dean and Seth's bedroom. He locked the door and hungrily returned to kissing Carmella. Was Carmella annoying? Kind of. But was she exactly what Roman needed after his break up with Sasha? Yes. Should he feel bad about only wanting her for sex? Irrelevant. Roman turned Carmella around before unzipping her dress and watching it fall to the floor.

"Roman." Carmella whispered in the brief second that Roman's lips had left hers.

Roman stopped and silently cursed himself as he wondered if he was actually going to get to hook up with Carmella. "Yeah?"

"You're hot." Carmella finished before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down on the nearest bed.

"Ow!"

Carmella screamed as she scrambled to cover herself. "What are you doing here freak?!"

"Sleeping." Curt Hawkins replied as he rubbed his shoulder. before smiling when he realized Carmella's lack of dress. "Hey I see your boobies!"

Roman shook his head before throwing Curt out the door. It hadn't exactly ruined the moment, or at least maybe it hadn't. She didn't look that upset. "You okay?"

Finn Balor grabbed a drink as he observed the party. He had came because of the free beer and the fact that he had no idea who anyone was and he was staying...because of the free beer. He needed something to keep his interest before he ended up being the weird foreign guy who had no friends. Or at least the weird before he was the foreign guy who had no friends in America. He looked around the room and his eyes widened slightly as he watched a girl get on a keg stand and watched as she began drinking.

"Hot huh?" Curt Hawkins asked. "One time, me and her. Naked. Water. Good time-"

"Shut up." Finn interrupted him as he shook his head. So far he was not liking the Americans he had met. He walked up to the keg stand just in time for Bayley's feet to fall into his arms. "Woah!'

Bayley gasped causing her to choke momentarily before coughing. "Sorry!"

"No problem." Finn replied with a smirk before realizing the three other girls staring at him. "I'm Finn."

"I'm Bayley." Bayley introduced herself as she felt herself blush slightly. "Thanks for catching me."

Finn dropped his smirk and made himself smile. "Thanks for not wearing heels."

"He's a good one way Bay!" Becky exclaimed as she threw her drink up in the air causing Charlotte and Sasha to laugh.

Finn's face brightened as he turned to Becky. "You're Irish!"

"Observant." Becky noted as she tried to ignore the vodka in her hair and walked closer to Finn.

Finn couldn't explain it, but being next to someone who was also Irish made him instantly feel more comfortable. Sure she might have been a little drunk but she was still the only other European he had seen since he left the airport. "It's nice to meet you."

A/N So should I continue this? If I should who do you want to get together? I have some pairings in mind but nothing is set in stone. Let me know with a review and if you like the story make sure to favorite and follow!