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Chapter 2: The First Party
Well, Shelia was right about two things. It was a party, and there were lots of cute guys. Only problem was that they all seemed to be taken. Kim was here, hanging on the arm of some gorgeous guy with green eyes. He really didn't seem all that interested in her. He was talking to some of his friends and completely ignoring her. Piper was happy to see Kim wasn't the center of attention for once. She, on the other hand, clearly didn't like it and stormed off into the other direction. Piper couldn't help but laugh. Maybe this party wouldn't be so bad after all.
The only single guy in the room, it seemed, was standing by Shelia's side, talking animatedly. Piper stepped aside, giving them so privacy, if that were possible in this crowed room. Now with Shelia talking to that guy, she felt more alone than ever.
Piper wondered around the house, trying to escape the excessively loud, noisy beat of the music. A few people she recognized from her classes said hello, but no one seemed liked they wanted to strike up a conversation with her.
Knowing she was out of place, Piper decided it would be best if she just went back to the dorm and work on her homework.
She was on her way to tell Shelia good-bye when she heard an argument break out. The moment she recognized Kim's voice, she stopped to listen.
"Get the hell off of me," the guy with green eyes said.
"What did you say?" Kim asked, appalled.
"Stop hanging on me. If I wanted someone to follow me, I'd get a puppy." Kim didn't even reply. She stood there, mouth hanging wide open. "Who invited you anyway?"
"You did," she pointed out.
"No, I didn't."
"You handed me a flyer."
"Yeah, to you and two hundred other people on campus."
"Well, you know what…"
He obviously either knew what or didn't care because he turned around and bumped right into Piper.
And spilled his drink all over her in the process. Piper stood frozen as the cold liquid ran down the front of her favorite black top. People started laughing.
"Oh my god. I am so sorry," he said, trying to wipe her shirt of with a napkin.
"I'm fine," she said, snatching the napkin from him.
"I really am sorry."
"Yeah, whatever," she said and walked away to find Shelia.
She was still talking to the guy she had met earlier.
"Piper, did you hear that argument… oh my god, what happened to you?" she asked when she saw Piper's wet shirt.
"Some jerk Kim was arguing with spilled it on me."
"Hey," the mocha-colored skinned man said. "That jerk is my best friend."
"Sorry," Piper said, not really meaning it. All she wanted to go was back to the dorm and shower. "I'm going to go."
"Alright. I'll go with you."
"No," Piper protested when she saw the guy's face fall. "You stay here. I walk across campus by myself."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. I'm from San Francisco. I can handle myself."
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She walked in the dark deepness of the night, holding her wet shirt away from her body. From the smell she guessed it was beer, but she couldn't be sure.
From somewhere behind her she heard a twig snap. She whirled around but saw nothing. "Hello?" she called out but no one answered. Must have been a squirrel in a tree or something, she reasoned with herself.
She continued walking but stopped when she heard footsteps. The footsteps stopped barely a second after her. She twirled around, expecting to see someone, but only saw a figure quickly hide behind a tree. "Hello?" she cried out, fear apparent in her voice.
There was once again no answer and she took off running. She ran without looking back, her breaths coming faster and faster. She didn't stop until she had safely shut herself in her dorm room. She leaned against the door, trying to catch her breath.
Someone had been out there. Someone had been following her.
She slid down to the floor, thankful she was safely in her dorm room.
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He loved to hear terror in her voice. She deserved it. She should be terrified every moment of everyday. He would make sure of it. He would make every day a living hell as she did his.