Chapter 4~ Freshers' Party Invite

The next day, Tuesday, everyone was either going to their various classes or deposited in their various classes. Mikayla, Ava, Ann, Ama and Erella were all attending the same classes, this was the third class they were in together all of which were GST courses - General Studies Courses. Mikayla sat next to Ama, Ava sat next to Ann, Erella sat next to Anita, this was in a vertical motion.

They passed a closed sheet of paper from the back to the front and what was written on it was;

 'Freshers party, at 9pm sharp, Be there!, to welcome our new bees. Place at Adams smith's house'

As soon as it got to Mikayla she instantly wanted to throw it away, but then she thought of seeing what was inside, she opened the paper, immediately she saw it, she said 'What is wrong with this people and parties!', Ama turned her head to check 'What is that?' she asked, Mikayla folding back the paper gave it to Ama, she replied 'It's the freshers' party invite', Ama hearing that, scoffed and said 'No, thankyou', passed it to Ava, and that was how they kept passing it until it reached Anita, the drama queen of the house, she screamed in excitement, Mikayla covered her ears with her journal and looked at Anita with fright, the Lecturer immediately left the board and turned to Anita, 'Ms. What is wrong with you?, can't you see your in a class?', Anita realizes the fright she just brought and apologizes 'sorry, sir', she whispers 'yes! I am so going to this party and then she passes the paper. 'Freak' Ann says to herself, looking around the class, although referring to Anita.

Mikayla gave a questioning look upon Ama's action, Ama seeing this asked 'What?', 'Do you not wanna be there?' Ama asked, replying, 'No, I'm not the party type, plus you also rejected it too, why be shocked?', Mikayla revealed a smirk 'Nothing, just asking' she confessed.

 ~Adams' pov~

'The party's on Friday night, not today' he shouted the words, 'Let's show the freshers who is in charge of the school !' he shouts again. Cheers are plastered allover the room.

Everyone excited about the party, some people say it's a welcoming for the freshers, others say a student - orientation but it's a ritual, it's a ritual we do every year. We plastered the party details across the halls, letting everyone see it. The preparations were being made, it was my turn to host the party in my house for everyone to come to, like I said it's a ritual.

Me and my boys, friends and peers all had this planned out since last year, we know what we were doing but it's just us.

I headed for my second class, approaching my seat, I see Tate Jones already and literally making out with a girl at the back of the class, like literally, that's one of the advantages of coming to class early. 'Hey, dude! Semester hasn't even fully started and you've picked up another chic?!', 'First of all, she's not a new chic, you saw us making out in the club once and now you can't even recognize her, I just thought of having some meat before that cruel professor comes, I would have dropped this class if I knew he was handling two courses' Tate says

'Oh yeah, that chic you met at The Club, that's past life, rules brother, you don't carry the chics from last year to this year, that's gross, there's fresh meat, we don't deal with the olds, let's just hope more of the girls come to the party' Adams said. 'Bro, this is your party, the party of the year, nobody misses your party for anything!' Tate replied. With a chuckle and his hands on his head bent downwards, with a nod, he says 'Oh yeah'.

By the time they were done with their conversation the class was filled up and lectures commenced.

 ~Scott's Pov~

'Gosh, Coach won't let me play for the season!' I lament

'Well, that's because instead of you to spend the last semester with your head in a book, you rather spend it with your head in a woman's cunt' George stated.

'Hey, you don't have to blame me for that, it's a man's nature to want a woman and besides it's not like I force them into it' I chuckle and state.

'Yeah, but your course results are receiving the whiplash of it all' George replied. We converse while a sexy perfect- looking brunette passes us, my gaze follow her while she innocently walks down the hall to her locker. 'Well I'll try better this year, Scott said, 'Well, tell that to your groin that's already hard upon the sight of a fresher' George confesses, after saying that George realizes he shouldn't have said it, we pry on freshers like fly, I guess that's probably why.

I, suddenly realizing I have a tongue said 'Wait, she is a fresher?!' I asked with a loaded shock on my face.