A chat with the Asian girl

"Hi there!" she said in an annoyingly chirpy tone. "I don't believe we have been introduced! I'm Laura!" I stood looking at her nonplussed for a moment. Was this how fellow frat sluts interacted?

"I'm Emily," I finally responded. {if peeked=true}"I've seen you around." Getting railed by several guys at the same time, was it rude to mention that?{endif} "Nice to meet you."

Looking her over, she was dressed in a small red tank top that revealed her midriff and showed the outline of her nipples. Below she wore a pair of tiny denim shorts, clinging to her ass. Her hair was bound up in pigtails, giving her a faux innocent look.

"Everyone is talking about how you're a total bitch, but you seem cool to me!" she said. As far as I could tell she was completely sincere.

"That's nice," I answered awkwardly. "I'll try not to be a bitch then."

"See you around!" she chirped and disappeared into the bathroom. I forced myself to push back several stereotypes about air headed party girls as I left.