Bk 3, Ch 23: Sarina

A half hour before the “mandatory party” at PLP, and the sorority house was in chaos. Most of the girls who were planning on drinking were already getting drunk so they wouldn’t have to trust the asshats across the street. Those guys have a nasty reputation when it comes to adding unwelcome additives to drinks.

I’d wandered into the kitchen to grab a water bottle from the fridge, and Rose’s ass was sticking out. She was wearing a denim miniskirt, and showing off her legs. I mean, it was just too inviting! I smacked it. “Can you grab me a water bottle while you’re in there?” I asked her.

She flipped me off, but surfaced with both a bottle of water and a liter of cranberry juice with her name on it. “Just remember who knows all your childhood secrets,” she threatened.

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