I've decided to completely rewrite this story. I didn't exactly know what or how I really wanted to write it and I've kind of figured out how I want this one to go… sort of. The relationships and people will basically stay the same as the original TFLN, but without the texts. Like, I will use texts again after Ashley, Aiden, and Casey's background stories are set; but they won't be like actual texts in the story. I'm gonna write every chapter based on a text (maybe more if they fit together) and then I'll tell you the text at the end. If none of what I said made sense then you'll understand as the story goes on. I'm really sorry if you like the other one, and I will put those few stories there were back into this new one so it won't be changing too drastically. So here we go.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from South of Nowhere. I don't own anything from the Texts From Last Night website either.


CHAPTER 1. Meet the Crew.

Two and a half years ago. Michael Anderson. Tall, muscular, tan skin, bright blue eyes, sandy brown hair, and a perfect smile. He was everything a sorority girl at the University of California at Los Angeles could want, but he wasn't exactly looking for them on this particular night. No, this night, at this party, he was looking for guys. You see, Michael was the President of the fraternity Sigma Alpha Mu, and tonight was their annual pledge party.

If you wanted to be a Sigma, you were at this party. If you just wanted to meet the most beautiful women on campus, you were at this party. If you wanted to hook up with gorgeous frat boys, you were at this party. If you just wanted to get wasted, you were at this party.

Greek Row was the biggest hill on the UCLA campus. Large houses were erected on both sides of one very long street with enormous Greek letters proudly displayed out front, but this particular night one house's lawn was littered with drunken college students and beer cans.

Three incoming college freshman stood at the end of the walkway looking up at the house. Ashley Davies, Casey Davies, and Aiden Dennison. All three were attending for very different reasons, but had no idea they'd all end up in the same predicament.

Ashley Davies was a party animal, and a lesbian. She was trying to hook up with every sorority girl she could get her hands on. She loved women and they just seemed to flock to her. It didn't matter if they were "straight" or not. She was dressed simple tonight, not that she wasn't always… Ashley didn't dress up for anything. Jeans, a simple dark grey v-neck, frayed bracelets on her right wrist, a watch on the left, a whit belt, and white vans. She didn't strive to dress for success, even though she was always extremely successful in almost everything she did.

Casey Davies was another party animal, gay, and Ashley's twin brother. He was going to try and hook up with everyone his sister didn't get to already. He defined himself as gay, but didn't hesitate to sleep with a woman, he just didn't date them. He was taller than his sister, but they were practically identical. The same curly locks, Casey kept his hair short and was never without some sort of hat… tonight an old beat up Dodgers baseball hat turned backwards. They had the same intoxicating chocolate brown eyes, and the same smirk planted on their faces. The same adorable nose crinkle and they were extremely close. He dressed simple like his sister and was also successful in most areas. Tonight he only wore a white v-neck and black basketball shorts with black reef flip flops.

Aiden Dennison was the sane of the bunch. He tried to rationalize with the twins when they wanted to fuck everything up and go crazy, but once you got a little alcohol into his system, he was just as crazy as his childhood best friends. When you dated one of them, you dated them all. Which was why they were single, no one had yet to be able to handle the insanity that was this intensely loyal friendship. Aiden wasn't as lazy as his best friends, he had to try hard to get good grades and to land good jobs and he always dressed for success. He looked like a true frat boy always wearing a button up shirt or polo and nice khaki or navy blue shorts. His hair was always perfect and if it wasn't then a hat was placed on his head and he looked perfect all over again. His bright green eyes and nice smile gave him a lot of attention, but he never used women like Ashley did (unless he was drunk) and he wasn't into men like Casey was (except for that one time, but no one talks about that).

They came in looking for a good time, and left, extremely satisfied they had definitely had one hell of a night.

That night a guy whose name doesn't really matter, but it was David if you really were that curious, was walking around the party with a video camera strapped to his hand. He was just filming what was going on at the party and keeping tabs on who was who. He was a member of Sigma Alpha Mu and he was looking specifically for new pledges.

Now David was a sweet guy and he didn't really drink, but when he did… there was no stopping the possibilities of what he was going to do. This night he was instructed to not drink any sort of alcoholic beverage. As he walked around catching things on tape he decided to walk upstairs and into every bedroom to see if people were in there.

Aiden Dennison was drunk in one of the bedrooms, but he wasn't alone. You see there are two sororities that hate each other and the presidents of those two sororities used to be best friends. Well it seems Aiden was using his naked body to reunite the two former best friends. David giggled filming the three some for a minute before leaving.

He continued on before heading back downstairs, he filmed Casey Davies making out… heavily I might add… with a girl. Nothing too outstanding until David came back five minutes later and he was making out with a guy. David laughed and then was shocked to see Casey making out with another guy less than ten minutes later. Then again not even fifteen minutes later he ran into Casey again making out with another girl. David made it a point from then on the come back and find Casey every ten minutes for the next hour to see if the make out partners changed. Sure enough… they did.

While he was checking in on Casey he caught Ashley Davies on tape talking to about four girls, possibly flirting, possibly just talking and making friends… David didn't know, all he knew was that it was boring. After checking on Casey again David had decided to film the dance floor where he noticed the same girl… Ashley Davies… dancing with a bunch of different girls. This intrigued him a bit because these girls were hard core grinding on Ashley and he was definitely a little impressed, but he wanted to see if the serial make out guy had someone new. So he left.

As he was filming Aiden come downstairs from that three some he noticed the same girl that was dancing walking upstairs, a girl on each arm. He smiled and was about to follow, but something exciting caught his eye and he was distracted. When he finally remembered that there was an all girl threesome going on upstairs he sprinted up the stairs and began checking bedrooms again. As he was about to head to the last door Ashley walked out zipping up her pants and re-doing her belt. David was perplexed as five girls walked out of the bedroom instead of just the original two. He pointed the camera on himself once they were out of sight and laughed, "Holy shit. I wish I could have caught some of that on tape." He went on the rest of the night and filmed more and more people.