Most of the gang has arrived

Coming back with two drinks, one for himself and the other for Tiffany, he was happy to see that she was now chatting with someone he was pleased to now call a friend, Miranda.

The busty blonde smiled as Mark handed Tiffany her drink. She approached him, giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek, “Very handsome boy hey Tiff?”

“He sure is,” Tiffany replied, holding onto his arm with her spare hand.

Mark appreciated the nice public show of affection from his ex and current date. He also appreciated the choice of dress Miranda had picked out. Although the silky white material covered the front of her chest, it certainly didn’t do anything to hide the curve and bumps of her large breasts.

What did surprise him was the date she had. Next to her was a fairly skinny, average looking male that looked just nervous to be standing in the same circle as the likes of Miranda and Tiffany.

“Oh Mark, this is Cameron by the way, my date tonight,” Miranda finally introduced the two boys.

He leant forward and took the initiative to shake his hand, “You’ve done well Cameron, most guys are too afraid to ask Miranda out, worried she’ll turn them down.”

“Oh umm I didn’t actually… Miranda umm..” he stuttered.

Miranda helped him out, “I asked him actually Mark.”

It didn’t make a whole lot of sense why she would. Without wanting to be too brutal or rude, Mark knew he was not even close to being in the same ball park as Miranda on looks. He figured she was up to something here, there had to have been another agenda that she was going by.

“Oh my god, everyone looks fantastic!” a female voice interrupted the current conversation.

Everyone turned to see Ali with her arms outstretched. He knew she looked beautiful, seeing her from a distance just before but she looked even better now, up close. Once again, it looked like she had her make up done professionally, flawless.

As she said hello to everyone, Mark and the others were also introduced to her date for the night, Patrick. He was a head taller than everyone but built quite thinly. Patrick drew in a bit of attention everywhere he went just due to his height but the group would quickly learn that he wasn’t the greatest conversationist and looked like he was bored to be here if anything.

Besides a couple of lingering looks he gave Mark, which made him feel a little awkward, there wasn’t much that this guy was providing.

“Hey Cameron,” Miranda said to her nervous date, “You wouldn’t mind getting me a drink would you?”

He stuttered a ‘yes’ out as he nodded right away.

“Oh Patrick, would you please be able to get me one as well,” Ali immediately turned to her date.

Patrick wasn’t as responsive, just a slight head nod as he shuffled away with his hands his pockets. Considering the type of girl he was with tonight, Mark would have expected that he’d be a little more interested.

“Alright, what’s going on, who is that guy?” Tiffany asked Miranda about who she was with.

“My date?” the blonde played dumb.

“Yes, the skinny nerd,” Ali added, “You asked him out? Out of everyone available on campus?

Miranda smirked, shrugging her shoulder, “Yep, why not? Just thought I’d give the poor guy one at least one enjoyable college experience… and this way, with Cameron, he’s not going to break my heart tonight like certain others in the past.”

Although he assumed that she was speaking specifically about Jackson and Bryce, Tiffany instantly thought of a memory from a couple of years back, before Mark and Ali were even freshman, “You don’t want a repeat of Zane Allan right?”

“Correct,” she confirmed.

“Who’s Zane Allan?” Mark asked.

Before Miranda could shut it down, Tiffany answered for him, “He was a senior when Miranda was a freshman and we had a prom just like this that year and he was just such a total douche.”

“Douche is an understatement,” Miranda added.

“Anyways, Zane just asked Miranda out because he wanted to see her boobs and I’m sure a little extra… and near the end of the night, when he tried to make a move, Miranda turned him down so he moved on and hooked up with someone who was keen.”

“What a jerk,” Ali said as Mark nodded.

The attention however quickly turned to Ali’s date, saving Miranda from anymore embarrassment. Tiffany raised her eyebrow at her friend, “Whats the go with Patrick?”

“Well…” the blonde started to speak, “I didn’t want to go alone and nobody had asked me… so I panicked today and asked the first person I saw on a walk around campus.”

The others laughed, intrigued by the interesting way she had picked her date.

“Even if he’s gay?” Miranda then asked.

Ali look utterly shocked, very unaware of what Miranda was alluding to, “What on earth are you talking about?”

“He’s gay,” she added again, before looking at everyone else in the group, her eyes asking for back up, “Are you kidding? Did nobody else pick up on that? Where’s your gaydar girl?”

Nobody had realised, even Mark who did feel Patrick look at him for a little longer than what was needed. Thinking back at it now made him shutter, wondering what Patrick was thinking then. It certainly explained why he seemed to have little to no interest in Ali.

“I don’t know what you’re on about but he is not gay!” Ali said, snapping back at her roommate.

Before this conversation could continue any further, the two male dates returned to the group, passing over drinks for the ladies. They thanked them but they had arrived to a now awkward silence as Ali tried to process what Miranda was claiming about Patrick.

“So Uhh Jess coming tonight?” Mark said, breaking the ice, “She’d usually be here by now.”

“Yeah, where is little miss cock tease,” Miranda joked.

“Look behind you,” Ali said.

They all looked around at the same time to see the entrance doors burst open. In typical Jess fashion, the brunette made quite the entrance. All by herself, she strutted inside, pushing her own hair back with a hand.

Jess spotted out the group standing around with drinks in their hands as the music blasted around them. Watching the way she confidently strutted over in her nice expensive high heels, Mark struggled not to bite down on his bottom lip.

She had so many eyes on her, all of the guys that she passed were entranced with her beauty, swanning around in her impressive black dress.

As she finally made it over, she shook her head at what was happening. Quiet drinks was not good enough for Jess, “What the fuck is this? A funeral or a prom?” she exclaimed, “Come on you boring people, let’s dance!”

She grabbed the hand of Tiffany’s, forcing her towards the dance floor. The others looked at each other before deciding to follow the tease.