I BET YOU LOOK SEXY WITH YOUR HAIR DOWN

Location & Time: Queens (Zeta Sorority House), Third Year

She was inside her sorority house, mingling with more of the sophisticated fraternity men at Queens University. Her house had planned a formal mixer on campus where it was black tie only. Classical music was heard in the background at a reasonable volume and when she was about to take a sip of her champagne, she heard it. Loud thumping and chatter.

"Excuse me," she said politely.

Her heels clicked on the hardwood floor to the double french door and she threw them open. The yard was full of people and by her count, six different kegs. People were doing keg stands and there were already naked people in the pool.

The Zeta House Mixer was officially crashed.

She huffed, fixed her black topless dress and marched over to the person she knew was in charge. He was standing at the keg filling up cups and she cleared her throat with a very loud 'ahem'. He turned and gave her a smirk. He looked her up and down and damn. He had seen her dressed up before but seeing her in those black heels and that skin tight black dress, it almost sent him over the edge... almost.

"Hey, Case," he said, "you look fuckin' hot, here." He offered her a cup of beer and she slapped his hand away.

"Der-ek!" She snapped.

"Party foul!"

"What the hell are you doing?" She demanded.

"What, I'm wearing a tie,"

She looked at his attire and rolled her eyes. His Converses, blue jean cut off shorts and his red shirt with is own Greek letters printed on the front didn't make the situation better just because he had a loose tie on around his neck.

"Derek, the Beta's weren't invited," Casey said.

"I know, and to be perfectly honest, we're offended because Zeta's are always invited to the Beta House,"

"If you hadn't noticed, we never go," Casey reminded him.

"And who's fault is that?"

"You and your neanderthal frat house," Casey said. "The last party we went to it was nothing but a brothel of naked women, vomit and boner contests,"

"That was a great night," he smiled.

"And now I can officially say that I've seen more of you than I ever wanted," Casey scoffed.

"You loved it," he smirked.

She scoffed in disgust.

"All you gotta do is ask," he smirked. "Come on, Case, live a little,"

"I am, now if you don't mind, leave,"

She turned and started walking away.

"Yeah, you go and have fun with your boring champagne clinking and caviar eating,"

"Oh, I will have fun," she said, turning back to him.

"I bet you look really sexy with your hair down," he flirted.

"My hair is down," she said, touching her long locks.

He started saying that to her when the first got to Queens. It was always in that same flirty tone and she never could figure out what it meant. Especially when he would say it when her hair was already down.

"One drink with me,"

Before she could answer, her attention was turned to people going into the house and she sighed. She stormed back into her house when Derek following her. If she was going to have a drink with Derek, it was going to be something other than beer.

"Uh, Casey?" Kelly, one of her sisters called to her. "What are the Beta's doing here?"

"I have no idea," Casey said.

"Parker and his brothers are about to leave,"

"Parker Bar – Parker Barrett?" Derek asked and Kelly groaned. "He's a Kappa!"

"And Zeta's and Kappa's are destined to be together," Kelly said, "it's in the Greek handbook,"

"Okay, you need to loosen your bra straps small woman," Derek said, getting a scoff from Kelly. "Seriously, Case, Parker Barrett?"
"Derek Venturi," Parker greeted.

Parker Barrett was president of the Kappa house on campus. He was your typical rich and preppy douche bag who had his daddy to pay for everything. He always showed up to mixers and parties in a stupid sweater vest and khakis. Totally the picture perfect guy for Casey and Derek loathed him.

"I see you dressed up," Parker said to him.

"Yes, I have," Derek smirked, "that a new sweater vest?"

Parker rolled his green eyes and looked at Casey.

"I thought the Beta's weren't supposed to be here,"

"And I thought this was a douche free zone," Derek smirked.

"Der-ek!" Casey snapped. "Please tell me what I can do to shut you up,"

He threw his arm around her and pulled her close. He put his lips to her ear and whispered something and she gasped. And before Casey could say anything more, Parker and his friends left. She turned to Derek and slammed the heel of her hand into his shoulder.

"What up with the violence?" He asked her. "You know you want too,"

"Der-ek, take your bros and your hoes and get out of here! And tell Parker to come back while you're at it," Casey snapped.

"Parker is a douche bag," Derek said.

"Actually, Parker is a very nice guy," Kelly chimed in, "and his dad is the head of a huge law firm in New York and offered Casey a job after graduation,"

"Yeah, and I might not even have that offer thanks to you," Casey snapped.

"What about your dad?"

"I wanted to get in somewhere without the help of my dad, thank you,"

Casey downed her drink and sighed.

"You're the worst,"

"I'll play you for it," Derek said.
"What?" Casey asked.

"If you win, we'll go back to the Beta house, and, we'll help clean up in the morning," Derek said.

"Oh, god," Kelly groaned.

"If I win, the Beta's stay," Derek said, "and we'll still help clean up in the morning,"

"Casey, don't," Kelly begged.

"High card, low card," Derek said, "we go through the whole deck and whoever gets a low card has to take a shot,"

"That's insane!" Casey said, "I could die of alcohol poisoning,"

"Fine," Derek sighed, "if you need it, you can have a DD,"

"A DD?"

"Designated Drinker," he smirked.

"What if we get the same card?" Casey asked and Kelly groaned.

"We both take a shot,"

"Fine," Casey snapped and Derek smirked.

After Derek made the announcement, they were all outside around a table. Derek split a deck evenly and took a swig of his beer.

"Aces are low," Derek said.

"My house, aces are high," Casey said.

"As you wish," he said as he threw an ace on the table, "bottoms up, McDonald,"

He smirked at the glare she gave him before she took a shot of vodka. She made a face and slammed the shot glass down. Clearly her card was lower.

The game went pretty quick and they were both feeling the alcohol by that time. They both had one card left and Casey threw down a queen. Her sisters cheered and started to get a little excited. To know that the Beta's would have to leave made them feel like the card game was worth it.

"Well, McDonald, looks like Beta's," he said before throwing down his last card, "are staying,"

"King!" His brothers cheered while Casey grabbed her head in frustration.

"God, now I need a shot or 25," Kelly groaned.

Casey stood up from her seat, wobbled a little bit, and went inside. Derek stood up and followed her. He waited a few minutes before he followed her upstairs. He walked into her room right as she was coming out of her bathroom. He chuckled when she stumbled out.

"What are you doing in here?" She asked him.

"Checkin' on you," he smirked.

"Why?"

"Why Parker Barrett?" Derek asked, getting comfortable on her bed.

"Parker is smart, funny, and sophisticated," Casey said, "and he said I looked beautiful tonight." Derek rolled his eyes. "The last compliment I heard out of your mouth was," she cleared her throat to mock his lower voice, "you look fuckin' hot,"

"You do look fuckin' hot," he said, "everyday, actually, and I'm still waiting for an answer to my request,"

"Oh, god," she groaned.

"Told you things were gonna change when we got here,"

She kicked herself everyday for making that deal with him when they first got to Queens. They both thought it would be a great idea if no one on campus knew they were step siblings. And at first it was a good idea, until Derek started getting ballsy one night and started hitting on her. He had never made an actual move on her but he had groped her in places he had never groped before. But it was their third year and he had been trying to rock the boat as much as he could. So when he said they were going to be 'best buds' she never thought it was going to be like this.

She rolled her eyes and walked to her bedroom door to leave.

"Are you even wearing underwear?" He asked her.

"I'm not wearing anything under this dress,"

She smirked as she walked out when she heard him groan. She walked back down to the party she never intended on having and saw that the majority of her sorority sisters were having a blast. She walked into the kitchen and started making herself a drink and when she turned around two Beta boys ran past her naked. She let out an exhausted sigh and rolled her eyes. Derek came back downstairs and said nothing to her as he walked back outside.

An hour later, she was pretty drunk. She wandered outside and spotted Derek sitting on a small patio bench. She walked over to him and sat down on his lap. He spilled a little bit of his drink on her dress when she sat down.

"Oh, shit," he slurred out.

"Eh," Casey waved off. "What were we talking about inside?"

Derek knew that he was drunk but he was also confused because Casey, even at her drunkest, had never sat on his lap before.

"Parker Barrett?" Derek asked.

"Parker Barrett? He's so boring," she said. "I want someone exciting and random and wild,"

Derek nodded and suddenly was drawn to how amazing her legs looked with those heels on. Then he was confused as to how she could still be wearing them.

"You know?" She asked him.

"Hmm?"

"You never listen to me," she pouted.

"You always distract me," he smirked.

"Why do you hit on me so much but never do anything?"

"I didn't know I could do anything," he murmured.

"You're the only guy here who has publicly hit on me and never does anything,"

"What would you like me to do?"

"I want you to take that stupid tie off and hang it on my door,"

And the next thing he knew, they were stumbling into her room, lips locked. He did manage to hang his tie on the door like she told him to before he kicked it shut. And she wasn't lying, she really wasn't wearing anything under her dress.

XX

The next morning – afternoon, she woke up around three. She groaned and got out of bed. She was fully aware of what happened with Derek the night before so she wasn't surprised when she noticed she was naked. She slipped into shorts and a tank top and stepped into her slippers. She threw her hair up into a bun and walked downstairs.

"Watch it!" Derek snapped.

"Shut the fuck up," someone else snapped back at him.

"Hey! I'm not shellin' out money to get them a new coffee table if this one breaks," Derek said, "and keep your god damn voice down, the girls are still sleeping,"

"I should be too," they responded back to him. "It was your idea to crash the Zeta mixer anyways,"

"Which is why I'm cleaning up the mess." Derek said. "One Beta decision is everyone's decision,"

"Wow," Casey said, making her presence known.

Derek shooed his brother's away and smirked at Casey. He watched as she inspected the house and was even surprised that the backyard was cleaned up completely.

"I have to say I'm impressed," she said to him. "Nothing is broken and you actually held your end,"

"Yeah," he said. "I'll be back to get you at eight,"

"Why?"

"I'm taking you out,"

"Okay," she smiled a little.

He walked over to her and kissed her softly.

"And I was right," he said. "You look so sexy with your hair down,"

And she finally knew what he meant.