The Party.

"This is what college is all about," Mark thought to himself, "The partying."

There were students everywhere at the South Wing. Plenty of people outside the building, laughing, drinking, smoking, hooking up.

Inside, more of the same. Mark moved towards the main room. It was massive, guys and girls everywhere, a gigantic dance floor and a bar run by students.

He wanted to get a drink, but there were too many students in line trying to get the bartenders' attention that Mark thought it would take him too long to get a drink.

At least he had the company of a lovely woman by his side. Emily was dressed in a small strapless top and form-fitting pants to show off her curves to her date. She seemed to be enjoying herself, more so Mark's company. As they made their way through the crowd, she kept her arms lased through his.

"Well, we aren't going to get anything to drink anytime soon," she started.

Mark was about to suggest doing something else when he felt a tap on the shoulder. It was Matt. He had a beer in one hand and some type of green cocktail in the other. "What up, brother!" Matt said, beaming. This was his element. "Who's your friend?"

"Hey Matt, I'm doing well," he replied, "This is Emily. She works at the library."

"You scored a sexy librarian?" he said with a sly smirk, "Nice. Bet you can't wait to hit that."

Mark looked down at Emily, who seemed very uncomfortable around Matt. You had to admit he was probably a bit too rowdy for her taste. "Uhhh yeah, yeah," Mark started as he tried to change the subject, "Who's the other drink for."

"Cassidy's. I told her I would buy all of her drinks tonight if she would find another girl for us to have a threesome with tonight," he told Mark.

Emily rolled her eyes and gave Mark a quick tug. It was clear that she didn't like Matt, and Mark could see why. Ever since they entered the building, Mark got the distinct impression that she wasn't into these kinds of parties, something he would take note of if he continued dating her. It was then that they noticed Cassidy walking towards them.

"Oh, hey Mark, who's your friend?" She asked politely, taking the green cocktail from Matt.

"I'm doing well, thanks," replied Mark, "This is Emily, Emily, this is Cassidy."

The girls gave each other a polite smile and shook each other's hands before Cassidy turned to Matt, saying the name Jasmine to him. Mark knew she had to be talking about the girl that she had organized for the threesome. However, Matt was not impressed.

"Really?? Jasmine? That's the best you could find?" asked Matt, clearly frustrated.

"Oh, fucking whatever, we'll find someone else," replied Cassidy rolling her eyes.

The two said goodbye to Mark as they wandered off into the crowd. Emily let out a long sigh, "Interesting friend, you have?"

"Sorry," he told her, "Matt can be an ass sometimes. It could have been worse. He could have asked you to join him in a threesome."

"Don't even joke," Emily said with a groan, "Can we get something to drink? I need to loosen up after being exposed to that fucking asshole."

Mark nodded and entered the line with Emily, hoping that if anything, the wait would calm her down if the beer didn't. It took him over half an hour to reach the front of the line, where he bought a couple of beers. He then made his way back to the dance floor with Emily clinging tightly to his arm. She really didn't like it here. He could try leaving with her, taking her someplace a bit quieter where they could be alone, or he could help her loosen up a bit by taking her to the dance floor.