CHAPTER 6.
Sophomore year in college. One year ago. Still haven't hit present day yet. The Sigma's were at it again… they were having their annual beginning of the year party. This year though, members of Sigma weren't wearing their letters; which meant that no one could tell a frat boy from some random kid attending the party. This year the house was hosting the new prospects for Zeta, but in order to become an official pledge they had to have a large signature on their stomachs. That signature need to belong to a Sigma of status: Michael, Ashley, Casey, Aiden, and a few others. These girls were new to the school and didn't know who held what positions, so they needed to practically pimp themselves out.
Casey and Ashley had a plan. They practically made a pact refusing to sign anyone unless the girl was willing to sleep with them, and guessed their middle names correctly. The problem… the Davies twins didn't have middle names. Raife Davies didn't understand nor like them and refused to allow his children to have them.
The party was now in full swing and girls were everywhere draping themselves all over men in order to become an official Zeta pledge the following morning. A young, Miss Kyla Woods was in attendance at this party and knew she was in for sure. Kyla was very close with her siblings and they told each other everything. They had already promised to sign her stomach before the party started so no one would see them do it. Kyla asked them to sign her best friends as well, but they declined.
Kyla Woods was from Ohio. When Raife Davies was on tour he slipped up and had a little fun while stopped in a small town there. Christine Davies found out when Ashley and Casey were around three and Kyla was one. She forgave him, but ended up walking out the family when the twins were nine. Ashley, Casey, and Kyla became very close growing up even though they didn't see each other very often.
During the party Ashley had been walking around scoping out girls to go ahead and take upstairs, but almost every girl there was draping themselves all over her frat brothers. It seemed none of them found out a girl was in this frat too. Ashley was beginning to get bored when she saw a hot blonde politely talking to an intoxicated Sigma. She could tell the blonde was just being nice and had no idea how to get away from him.
Ashley decided to help her out before going upstairs to mope about how this was the one party where there seemed to be no other lesbians, or drunk experimental girls. She walked up to her friend and gave him a fake relieved look, "Dude there you are. Jessica is looking all over for you. She wants you back bro."
The guy smiled widely, "I knew she wanted me back. It was nice meeting you. Later kid." The guy ran off and Ashley was going to leave until Spencer gave a relieved, "Thanks." Ashley just smiled a little, "No problem." She nodded for the blonde to follow her into the much quieter kitchen area. "Why do I get the feeling you'd rather be somewhere else right about now?"
The girl smiled, "Probably because I would rather be somewhere else. My two best friends are obsessed with being in Zeta and wanted me to join too. I'm just not going to whore myself out to get a signature from a drunk and horny frat boy."
Ashley shrugged, "It's college. Why not?" The blonde shook her head with a smile, "I'm gay and don't even want to be in the sorority." This sparked Ashley's interest. She was now ready to woo this girl all the way to her bedroom. "Understandable, but there is a girl in this frat. In case you already didn't know."
She looked surprised, "Really? That's… different." Ashley nodded, "Yeah. She's around here somewhere. Probably sleeping under a table or signing girls' stomachs. I'm Ashley, by the way." The blonde immediately shook her hand with a small smile, "Spencer."
"Well Spencer. What do you say we get drunk and talk to each other all night since neither one of us actually wants to be here?" Spencer laughed and shook her head, "I'd love to stay and talk to you because you're the most interesting person I've met all night, but I'm not drinking tonight." Ashley's jaw dropped, "You're kidding. You're not DD right?"
"I'm not driving, but I drunk dial a lot and say really dumb things." Ashley scoffed, "You've just got to harness your drunk dialing powers. I once drunk dialed t-mobile on my friends phone at 3am. I talked to them for forty five minutes and lowered his phone bill from eighty dollars to sixty. It had to be the best drunk dial ever."
Spencer laughed, "Ok. I'll drink." Ashley smiled and handed her a drink, "Yessss! Peer pressure wins again." Spencer laughed and took a sip of the freshly opened brewski. "You're hilarious." Ashley smirked, "I know."
Two hours later and a very drunk Spencer was in Ashley's bedroom. "Are we allowed to be in here?" Ashley smiled while nodding, "Yeah. I know the owner. It's totally cool." Spencer nodded, "Awesome guitar. Does your friend play? Musicians are so hot." She ran her fingers across the neck of the guitar. Ashley smirked, "It's mine. I play."
Spencer spun around and suddenly they were very close, "Really?" Ashley leaned forward, "Yeah." She pressed her lips to Spencer's and that was it. Spencer had fallen under Ashley's spell.
Text Used: He drunk dialed T-Mobile at 3am and talked to them for 45 minutes and got his phone bill lowered from $80 to $60... Best drunk dial ever.
The semester and finals are over so I may be able to post more often now.