Late arrival at Westmere

The boys all drove in dozens and dozens of seperate cars to a empty car park a few kilometres away from Westmere’s campus. They parked here because it was currently empty and it would make the surprise attack a little easier to go undetected.

Gathering in groups, some of the senior boys tried to yell out instructions. It was difficult to get much of a word out as everyone was chatting and just excited to invade their college rivals territory.

Once sorted into groups, they made their way on the footpaths to the college. The biggest group took the front, they included most of the football and the biggest built guys. Those were the ones who were trying to take down the big bulldog sign and stealing it.

The other two groups were going to be used more as the diversions, whether they knew that or not. Mark and Daniel were going to be apart of the group that would be storming one of the girls dorm areas. Matt would be with the other big group that had the job of just straight out trashing the joint.

They arrived at the Westmere grounds around 11ish where the three groups made their eventuate split.

“You’ve never done one of these things before have you?” Daniel asked him as they walked in the direction of the main girls dorm rooms.

“Nah, never, we just grab as much bras and panties as we can I guess,” Mark said, unsure how it would play out.

Standing just outside the female dorms, the leader of the group, an African American guy he had never actually met, explained how things would go.

“This is the moment boys!! Charge!!!” he explained to a chorus of cheers.

Just like that, the boys began to run towards the building.