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Chapter Four

Beaver quickly made his way through the crowd despite how drunk he felt. When he saw Rusty walk in followed by Angela, his mind quickly sobered up. He stopped in front of them and stared down at the girl who barely reached 5' 5''. "What are you doing here?!" he shouted.

She shook her head and frowned. "I can't hear you!"

He tried to repeat himself, but took her arm and started to drag her to the living room where the music wasn't as loud. He barely noticed Rusty following right behind them. "What are you doing here?"

Angela smirked and crossed her arms over her chest. "Here as in CRU or your frat house?"

"Both." He growled.

Rusty was shocked. He had never seen Beaver angry before. Drunk, yes. Passed out, all the time. Angry, never. He always knew Beaver to be carefree just as long as he was getting some kind of alcoholic drink, too. "Wait a minute. You two know each other?"

She looked at him over her shoulder then back to Beaver. "Should I tell him or do you want to?"

The junior sighed and sat on the edge of the leather couch. "Angela and I used to be together. We were doing a long distance thing, but it-"

"We were just too far from each other and different had time to visit despite how badly we wanted to. So, we ended it and began to see other people." She explained to Rusty. "Although, I did hear about you and a certain Tri Phi who ended up destroying your car."

Beaver just gave her a sheepish grin. "Oops?"

She just rolled her eyes, but couldn't help smiling at the big oaf in front of her. "I did miss you." She confessed.

Rusty quickly turned from the couple at that moment, feeling as if he were intruding on something intimate. Although, he always had a knack for walking in on people. He made his way through the house and went outside to the back yard. He weaved in and out of the squirming crowd and found Cappie.

"Spitter! Glad you could join us! Looks like our fiesta was a huge success!" Cappie said as patted Rusty hard on the back. "Now, where is this mysterious young female friend of yours?"

"Uh, Cappie, you really shouldn't leave the party to go meet her. She just ran into someone from her class and they're talking about" he lowered his voice to a whisper, "girl stuff."



"What, like boys? Please, Spitter, I cannot waste time playing this little games with you when there is perfectly good beer waiting to be consumed by yours truly." Cappie took a sip of his drink that was in the blue plastic cup. "Now, let me meet her, give a quick analysis, and then you can leave me alone for the rest of the night."

"Yeah, but, Cap-"

"Good! Wade! Spitter brought his mysterious girlfriend to the party!" he told his fellow KT as he passed by.

Wade turned to Rusty and gave him a high five. "Good job, man! Let me go find Beaver, we'll get a camera, and place it in our scrapbook." He snorted and headed into the house.

Rebecca heard the whole conversation and was practically glued to Cappie's side. "You really think that Rusty brought his little girlfriend to this?"

"She's just a friend." Rusty said with an exasperated tone.

The two juniors just shrugged and started heading into the house with Rusty and Rebecca right behind them. They stopped in the living room and looked around.

"Okay, Spitter, where is she?" Cappie asked as he looked at all the drunken students in the KT living room.

Rusty frowned and looked all over the room. "She was right here."

Wade shrugged. "Maybe she and her "friend" went upstairs?"

"Good thinking, Wade. C'mon, Spitter, the sooner we can get over this, the sooner I can get more drunk than I am now." Cappie smirked and all four of them headed upstairs. They started to open doors, walking in on random people making out. They finally made it to Beaver's room and opened the door.

Beaver's eyes widened and quickly covered his lower half with a pillow.

"Oh my god, Cappie!" Rebecca cried out in disgust. "That's it, I'm going back downstairs. The last thing I want to see is that." She tossed her hair over her shoulder and made her way downstairs and stuck her nose high in the air.

Wade, Cappie, and Rusty stared at the buff KT and gave him a confused look.

"Um, Beav, there are some girls downstairs that can give you company, you know." Cappie told his best friend.

He nodded. "Oh, right. I thought she was in here, but I guess she ran off." He said with an embarrassed chuckle.



Wade and Cappie just exchanged confused glances while Rusty tried to ask Beaver where Angela had run off to.

"Well, we'll just let you get back to your private time there, Beaver. Though, you really should come downstairs and get drunk with us and make lots of lady friends." Cappie said and closed the door. Then, he turned to Rusty. "Well, Spitter, it appears you have disappointed me. I ask you to bring this girl so I can meet her and you just lie. You know what that means, don't you?"

"The wig?"

"Yes, Spitter, the wig. Now, if you excuse Wade and I, we have to go get drunk." Cappie and Wade quickly made their way downstairs to find the beer that was starting to disappear.

Rusty glanced back at Beaver's door, but headed downstairs to find his pledge buddies. He'd just have to talk to Angela later.

Beaver let out a sigh of relief and glanced at the door. "You got so lucky."

Angela smirked as she leaned next to it. "I just happened to be in the right place at the right time, that's all." She walked back to the bed and sat down next to him. "So, do you think we should give it another shot?"

He looked at her as he propped himself on his elbows. "It's been two years, Angela. Are you sure you want to?"

"Are you seeing anyone right now?"

"No. Are you?"

"No. Therefore, I think we should give it one more run." She said as she cuddled his bare chest.

He sighed and laid back down on the bed. "Okay, okay. However, if someone finds us, you are so going to explain that this was your idea."

"Our idea." She corrected, but sat back up. "If you're so worry about getting caught, you can come to my apartment. It's not as lavish as your bedroom, but it works."

He smirked, pulled her down, and started to tickle her.

"No! Stop!" she started to laugh uncontrollably, the sounds of her laugh floating out of the open window to the backyard.

Cappie sharply turned around and his eyes widened. He quickly pushed everyone out of his way and headed back up stairs and reopened all the doors. He rushed to Beaver's room and opened the door.



Beaver covered himself with a blanket and frowned at his best friend. "Cap, seriously! Don't you ever knock?!"

The president ignored his friend and looked around the room. "Sorry, Eager Beaver, I could've sworn I heard female laughing in here. Your window's open and I heard it in the backyard." He explained.

"Cappie, you heard laughter over the blaring music downstairs?" Beaver asked with confusion.

He shook his head and just looked around the room again with a scowl. When he turned back to look at Beaver. "Beav, honestly. Get back in your clothes, head to the backyard, and get wasted with me and Wade! I mean, I know "personal time" is quite important to you, but this is our moment! Our fiesta!"

The huge KT just nodded. "I hear you, Cap, but I can't get dressed if you're still here."

Cappie's eyes nearly fell out of his head. "I'm either entirely wasted or having a nightmare. The Beaver having modesty?!" He stood up straight and started to chuckle. "Okay, Beav. Did the pledges put you up to this? Is this one of those "Fool Cappie" moments?"

The door shut which caused both males to jump. Cappie turned around to see the girl standing behind the door and his eyes widened. "You."

She just smirked and crossed her arms across her chest. "Me."