Did anything happen before the Party?

Well.... One or Two things...

The party tomorrow evening, so before I could go sit in a corner and be envious of all the couples and flings I had to survive another day of classes. Luckily, I only had the one today and tomorrow was the weekend so after I gathered my homework and got it done, I would be in the clear. Still, I had to go anyway.

The class itself was a bit on the boring side all things told. Mostly we just sat drooling in the lecture hall, sliently awaiting our homework as our Professor did her best to make it interesting. No matter how much passion she put into it, it was dull as dishwater. It didn't help that I needed to piss like a racehorse thoughout the whole class.

After class, I walked up to the professer to grab my homework. I was dreading it a bit, since I was unsure as to how I did. Normally I'm proud of my grades, I was a soild B-Student with the occasional C, but I was worried that I might've gotten a D on it. Not catastrophic loss honestly, but it would suck to have to pull that up.

My professor smiled and handed me my paper.

"Fuck Yes!" I shouted, holding my A.

Then I noticed the entire class looking at me.

"Ahem, I know your excited Jamie," my professor began, "but try to keep it inside next time."

As ashamed as I was, the chuckle at my expense made me bold.

I whirled around and smiled, speaking a friendly tone, "Sorry people, I just got a bit too excited about my grades." I bowed deeply, like a proper butler bending at the waste until my head nearly level with my ass.

There was another polite laugh at my 'formality' and we all dispersed.

With that embarrassment over, I rushed to the next.

As I quickly walked down the halls, avoiding the few people left in the hallway, I went into the first bathroom that I saw and I took a stall. No matter how much I needed to go, I was _waaaay_ too pee shy to take a urinal. So, as soon as I locked the doors, I stood in front of the bowl and let loose.

Once I finished, I walked calmly out of the stall and washed my hands. One of the other stall doors opened and closed behind me. A girl's voice spoke clearly and sternly, with a tiny hint of humor. "You know that this is the women's restroom right?"

I swollowed my spit and shook off hands and turned around. The girl infront of me didnt have much in the way of curves or length, but her face was really pretty. Her bespectacled stare left me shook though.

"Uh. I am now. Sorry." I spoke with a fearful waver.

The girl huffed, "Its alright, it happens. I heard you rush in here, and I'm sure that this was an accident. I have to ask you to leave now though." Despite the light tone, she brook no arguements.

I sighed, "Alright."

I sliently walked out of the toilets as a small number of my classmates looked at me and giggled, though I noted a few scowls and a muttered 'pervert,'.

Fuck. There goes my social standing for the semester. Better invest in a new identity and a new college.

Just as I was contemplating the effectiveness of a fake mustache and a wig-

"Hey! I heard you ended up in the girl's bathroom."

I sighed deeply as I turned to meet Amy, "Hey Ames. Can we please not talk about that?"

She shoved me lightly and smiled, "Why not? You know I don't really care all that much. I've had to use Men's rooms before."

I sighed, "That's double different-"

She laughed, "Double Different? Really?"

I smiled and shoved her, "Yeah, Double Different."

I somber up a little, "You know, you did it as a Girl going into the Guy's bathroom. No offense, but they dont know well enough to see you as a threat."

She didnt laugh, just nodded.

"With me, I'm a Guy going the Girl's bathroom. Where your a non-threat, even welcomed, I'm a big scary inherently dangerous dude to them. No matter how sexist that thinking can be, its not like I can change it."

She kinda shook her head, "Yeah. But hey!"

She wrapped her hand around me, "It'll blow over in a bit."

I sigh and lean into the hug, "Yeah..."

Unfortunately, at about the same time a group of girls walked by and smiled.

"They make a cute couple," I heard one of them said.

At that Amy quickly pushed me lightly away, clearly worried about the rumor mill, and I released her. It felt a little colder now without her warmth.

I shook my head at the nosy girls, "Oh No, we're just friends," I said in disbelief in my bad luck today.

To their credit, the girls apologized and quickly walked away.

I sighed deeply, "Man, what the fuck is today!? Whats next? Am I going to loose all my clothes at the party and have to streak home?"

Amy butted in, "Your going to the party today? Ok, I have to go now."

I look at my best friend as if she grew two new arms, "What?"

She nodded firmly, "I've got nothing planned, and you're gonna waste your time sitting in the corner if I don't drag you out of there. So text me when your about to head out so I can meet you there."

"H-how will you know where to go?"

She smiled, "Easy enough, there's really only one party going on tonight." She started quickly walking off, "Now I've gotta get my face on before we head out. See you soon!"

I stood there in slience as my best friend in the whole world walked to her Dorm.

What the fuck is my life today? And How can I keep it going?

A few guys walk to the register.

"So, we got everything?"

"Yeah, snacks, games, cups, soda and juice. All the shit we need."

Once at the register, the man started ringing up their purchases with a raised brow.

"You guys having a party or something?" The man asked.

The young men nodded.

"Alright, let me see some ID then." He said as he continued to ring their items.

"Naw man, we don't need to be carded. We didn't buy any booze. That shit tastes awful."

A quick scan of the cart showed that there wasnt any booze to be found.

Instead of surprised, the older man looked a bit apologetic his eyes, "Oh, I'm sorry then. I forget that your generation doesn't drink as much."