Maureen Johnson had just started her first year of college at a community college and she already absolutely all of the high school drama and judgmental people. Of course there were judgmental people in college as well but at least now she also had people who she could relate to. In high school Maureen had automatically been deemed as an outcast when people discovered she was bisexual. But now that she was in college she knew lots of gays, lesbians, and bisexuals. Even most of the straight people accepted her sexuality. That was Maureen's favorite thing about college. Finally fitting in. Her second favorite thing about college was the parties. Sure, Maureen was only attending a community college but the parties were still pretty hardcore. There were endless amounts of booze and weed and, Maureen's favorite, endless amounts of gorgeous girls.

She was finally getting her chance to experiment with the same sex at these parties. Yes, it was true that she had known she was bisexual back in high school but in her small town all of the other girls were straight. So now she was making up for that by experimenting with a new girl at pretty much every single party. It never evolved into anything more than making out. Sometime it went as far as sex but her relationships with these girls never escalated to an emotional level. She liked it that way though. Unless someone with an amazing personality came along, she wasn't interested in an emotional relationship.

There was a huge party she was getting ready for tonight and it was a big one. There were even people from actual universities coming so Maureen was convinced it would be the best party to date. She had to make sure she looked her best. She imagined there would be tons of hot girls there so she was hoping to get lucky tonight.

She went into her closet and pulled out her tight, black leather pants and tight white baby tee that read 'FLIRT' across the chest in big, bold, black lettering. She quickly put the clothing on, making sure it all fit snuggly around her body so that her flattering curves could be shown off. Then she did her hair and make up. She just put a little gel in her hair and let her dark brunette curls flow down her back freely. For make up she applied black eyeliner, black mascara and of course, her signature red lipstick. She gave herself one final glance and smiled, very pleased with the way she looked. She pulled on her black boots and then hurried out the door, excited to get to the big party.

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Joann Jefferson had also just begun her first year of college at Harvard University but she was not out partying every night. She stayed up late studying and basically just strived to be a perfect student. She was currently extremely stressed out because had a very important United States government exam the next day. She had been studying for two weeks already so obviously she was prepared but she was just being anal retentive as always.

Her roommate, Abby, had become pretty good friends with Joanne and she was worried about the way Joanne had become a walking U.S government textbook. She just randomly started spitting out facts about presidents and Abby thought it was a little strange. It seemed like Joanne's brain was going to explode at any second.

The next time Joanne started reciting something from her U.S government book, Abby stopped her.

"Joanne, stop," she said and let out an exasperated sigh. "All you've been doing for weeks is reciting this textbook! Come on, you need to get out. We're going to a party."

Joanne couldn't believe that her roommate actually expected her to go to a party when she had a huge exam the next day! Joanne simply was not a party girl. She hated loud music, she found beer to be completely revolting, and she absolutely hated the messy atmosphere.

"Abby are you crazy? Do you WANT me to fail? I cannot be out partying! I need to study!" Joanne practically shouted at her roommate because she was so shocked at Abby's suggestion.

"Joanne, you aren't going to fail. You've studied enough for your entire class. If you study anymore you are seriously going to have a melt down," she told her before pausing for a moment and letting a sly grin creep onto her face. "Besides…there should be some good looking ladies there. You know, the kind you love with the creamy skin, nice curves, and dark brown hair," she said, desperately trying to persuade Joanne to go to the party.

Joanne bit her lip to prevent a smile from crossing her face. When Abby started talking about the girls that would be there. She hadn't exactly found any girls at Harvard. Since it was more of a conservative school nearly everyone was straight but most people at least approved of her orientation. And if they didn't then she just ignored them. She didn't need ignorant people like that in her life.

"Alright, I'll go," she said, finally caving in. "But if I don't find any incredibly attractive girls there then I'm out of there because I hate parties. Other than the ladies of course."

Abby smiled widely when she got Joanne to say she would come. Sure, she had wanted to get Joanne to relax for at least one night but there was also a guy there that Abby had been wanting to meet up with. So I guess you could say she had an ulterior motive but she still had Joanne's best interest in mind.

"Yay! This is so great, Joanne. You're going to have a blast and meet the girl of your dreams. I just know it. And it will be all thanks to me! But we should get going now. The party is at a community college. It's a little far away."