Thank God the weekend is here.
Damn, wasn't college supposed to be fun? Landon had been extensively busy with the ridiculously tedious assignments that his professors assigned on a daily basis blatantly ignoring the fact that the students actually had lives. He even had too teach himself how to study, which was a first. He was actually surprised that he hadn't cracked under all this pressure, but he knew the tension was building, and he was eager for some kind of break.
A week prior, he had caught word from his roommate of a big party being thrown on October 25th at some rich kid's house not too far from the campus. What was his name again? Ian or something. Anyway, he was surprised that this was the first big party he had heard of because he heard that Southern Florida State was one of the biggest party schools in the nation. Well, there was no chance he was going to miss this. For the past week, he had spent hours finishing all his assignments so he'd have zero guilt and regrets when Friday finally came.
And at long last, Friday did come, and all of his work was done, just as he had planned. It was around 9:00, and he was getting ready to leave his dorm, having made sure he looked his "flyest" for the night to come.
"Hurry up!" he shouted impatiently to his roommate from the threshold of the door. "I'm not try'na wait all night."
"Calm down," Justin, his roommate said, walking from the kitchen. "You have any money?"
"Plenty," Landon answered quickly. "Let's go."
"All right, all right," he said, grabbing his car keys. "You know who's going?"
"A lot of people," Landon said as they left the dorm, locking the door behind them. "I heard Kathryn and all her friends are gonna be there."
"Who's Kathryn?" Justin asked, trying to match a face with the name.
"That cheerleader Mike dated for all of two weeks," he said. "She's blonde. Really hot."
"Well, I'd stay away from her if Mike had some of that..."
And the two college freshman talked excitedly about what most college freshman did. They got into Justin's car and went to pick up five more people around campus before finally heading off to Ian's house. Landon was afraid it'd be one of those huge-ass mansions in a gated community, but there were thankfully no gates. The best part, though, was the fact that the house was secluded. It had one of those really long driveways. It was almost too good to be true.
Cars lined the driveway and a good portion of the street the house was on. There were shouts and laughter and music playing from inside the house. A few people were hanging around outside of the house, chatting, drinking, and smoking.
"This looks pretty dope," someone in the backseat said.
"There's so many people," squeaked the girl next to him, who was cuddled up to him.
"Are we sleeping here?" Justin asked everyone, since he was more or less responsible for everyone in the car.
"I don't see why not," Landon answered, and everyone seemed okay with it. It was Friday night after all.
With shouts of excitement, the group got out of the car and headed up to the house.