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"How do we already have this much work?"

Charlie and Cameron were at their desks, already facing a giant pile of work. Charlie was tapping his pencil lightly on his desk, wondering if he would ever get past all of this work. Cameron, meanwhile, was reading a book that his English Professor assigned to them. She said to read Chapter 3 by Wednesday, but Frye was sure that he would make it past the first page of the first chapter. He knew college was gonna be tough, but boring? Especially on the first day? It shocked him. However, he knew he had to get his work done, or it would lead to his failure. Charlie looked up from his notebook.

"I already have a paper due for Composition," he explained," It's about why I chose to be a surgeon."

"That doesn't sound so bad," Cameron mentioned," How many pages is it?"

"Six," Charlie sighed," In high school, I would turn in two pages and that would be enough. I knew, when I left, that I was gonna miss it. All those times with my friends and talking to my teacher. Our high school was so close knit and everyone knew everyone. It was such a great community. How about you? Do you miss your high school?"

"Only the people," Cam shrugged as he got to the second chapter," I had two close friends that I cared about. Our high school sucked, if I'm honest. We had this terrible principal, but Ferris made the whole school tolerable. I only regret leaving Chicago because of him and…"

A loud roar of excitement was heard from the floor below. Music started to blast and more cheers came about. Cameron and Charlie glanced at one another, confused by the noise. Frye got up and walked to the window, looking down below. He found students all around, people with red solo cups standing near one another. Cameron shut the window, but even that hadn't helped. They tried to ignore it, but it seemed to be of no use. If they hadn't been extraordinarily loud, the roommates wouldn't have cared. However, they knew that they had to study and all sorts of noises were not going to help.

"Do you think if I went down there and politely asked them to shut up," Cam started," they would?"

"Oh, sure!" Charlie said, meaning to sound sarcastic.

"Then that's just what I'll do."

Cameron got up and walked to the door. By the time he was down the hall, Charlie realized that his roommate was serious. He followed after him, hoping his newfound friend was not about to get himself killed. They made it outside, where several people were going on. Cameron had never been one for parties, while Charlie was the exact opposite. Someone offered him a drink and he took it, following right behind Frye, who tapped on the shoulder of a tall, blonde woman.

"Excuse me?" He asked rather loudly," Do you know whose party this is?"

"You've got to be a freshman," she laughed.

'Yeah?"

"This is a Josh Stapleton party," she explained, eyeing a hunky senior with a small group," he's always throwing crazy parties like this. They get loud, and they get wild!"

Cameron looked over at the smooth-faced young man in a varsity jacket. The dark haired boy was smiling with his friends. There was a beauty about Josh that many found themselves glancing at. Charlie glanced over at Cameron, then back at Josh, intrigued by the way the football star yelled and laughed. Cam took a deep breath and approached the young man.

"Excuse me."

The small crew turned to him, and even though he stood tall, Charlie was slowly shrinking. Josh looked over to Cameron and raised an eyebrow.

"Can I help you?" He asked.

"Hi. I was wondering if you could turn down the music, just a little bit?"

The football players let out a small laugh. Josh silenced them, a smirk on his face, walking up to the young man.

"It's just a party, kid," he said," Don't like it? Don't listen?"

"Well," Cam was growing slightly nervous,"You see, I—my roommate and I," Josh glanced over to Charlie, who gave an awkward wave, "we're studying and we-"

"Studying on the first day?" Josh laughed,"What's your name, Freshie?"

"Cameron. Cameron Frye."

"Well, Cameron Frye, the boys and I have been waiting for someone like you to say something. Freshman nerds always do. You know, college ain't just about picking up a book and taking an exam. It's supposed to be the time my buddies and I dominate the school. And you wanna know how we do that?"

Josh was close to Cam's face by now. Everyone was watching as Cam gave a slow nod. Charlie could tell that there was about to be a fight. He slowly began to walk back inside, walking backwards. Josh raised a hand and slowly put one finger down. He put another down, and Cam took that a sign. By the time Josh had one finger down, they were rushing back to their building. Josh put his hand down and the small group ran towards the nerds.

"We're in for it now," Charlie yelped as they made it inside.

"You take the right," Cameron said," I'll take the left."

They nodded and ran off. The group entered, Josh sent two guys after Charlie, who was up one flight of stairs by now. Josh turned as he saw Cameron heading up another flight. The others went after him.

Cameron panicked and ran. He missed his own floor and ran above it. He saw that the crew was gaining on him and fast. Frye approached the hall and ran, heading to the other flight of stairs, knowing that they would all be up on the floor in a matter of seconds.

"Psst," a voice came out of a room with a cracked door," Hide in here."

Cameron looked to the door, then to the stairs. They were almost there. Without hesitation, he dove in, onto a beanbag, and shut the door. When he looked up, he saw a room of tie-dye and old records all around. The room had a stoner vibe that he wasn't used to. He heard the crew stomping outside of the room, but he could breathe.

"Thank you," he looked up to find three people laying around.

"Ay, it's not a problem," a tiny, curly haired guy laughed, laying next to a long haired blonde girl,"Welcome to Sophomore Central!"

"We saw you standing up to Josh," A pretty-eyed, short haired boy mentioned as he helped Cameron up," Man, you're crazy!"

"I just wanted to have some peace and quiet when it came to studying," he admitted," Guess I'm not gonna get that. Oh, I'm Cameron, Cameron Frye."

"Dusty Nicks," The curly haired boy nodded.

"Miranda Lewis," the girl mentioned.

"And I'm Justin Harper."

"So," Cameron said," How do you guys deal with those guys?"

They all shrugged. They knew it was impossible to get through to the star and his friends. They were going to do what was best for them. They mentioned pranks, parties and problems with no limit. Cameron, with thought, knew they couldn't take this.

"We've gotta deal with him," he looked to them," With all of them."

"How?" Miranda asked," He won't listen to anyone not popular."

"Bogus," Dusty mentioned.

"We just need to team up. We need to get them back."