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“Clever fuck,” I mutter.
“Okay, I wasn’t even supposed to be here,” Jaxon says. “I should be exempt.”
“Uh-uh. No one’s exempt.”
“You think we can get someone to give us a ride?” Ryan asks.
“If we go back to the frat, everyone will be waiting for us,” Jaxon observes.
He’s not wrong.
“I know that guy Crews out there,” Keegan says. “Bet he can get us to the mall for some shirts.”
“Hey, hey,” I say. “You guys are trying to avoid the spirit of the prank. Alpha Theta Mu never backed down from their challenge, and it’s sixty degrees out there, so it’s not like anyone’s gonna get hypothermia. We’re not poor sports, and we’re definitely not gonna let them think they intimidated us. We’re gonna strut this just like Lance and his crew strutted their adorable little G-strings and crop tops. And we’re gonna look sexy as hell doing it.”
Jaxon sighs. “It’s days like these that I think I should have just moved into the dorms.”
We all share a laugh before we start slipping into our new gear, coming to terms with just how many people will see us like this, even before we get to the humiliating moment when the frats and sororities are waiting for us to show up in these things, doing some kind of sexy fashion show for them.
But I swallow my pride.
Once we’re all suited up, Ryan says, “Honestly, not too bad since we got a good pump in today.”
“Everyone’s gonna post this online,” Jaxon says. “We’re gonna be the laughingstock of Peach State. This is why I don’t ever do TaskFrat shit.”
“Jax, come on,” I say. “You’d be lucky if anyone gave that many shits about some dumb online video. Trust me, this’ll be embarrassing for a day of your life.”
He takes a breath. “Fine.”
Ryan checks out Jax’s ass. “Plus, I think someone gave you that for a reason. I never noticed you have such a nice ass.”
“Really?” Jaxon asks, checking himself out in the mirror. “Ya think?”
I assess the definition before adding, “Yeah, that’s a sexy bubble butt if I ever saw one.”
He bunches his face up. “Maybe those squats are doing me some favors. Wait. You guys aren’t just saying this to get me to be fine with looking like this all the way back to the house, are you?”
As soon as he says that, Keegan’s eyes widen. “Oh. Yeah, that’s a sexy booty.”
“No, we’re not just saying it, Jaxon,” I tell him. “Come on. Let’s get through this. The sooner we get back to the house and let everyone get their laughs and videos, the sooner it’ll be over.”
And I must admit, I’m kind of excited about strutting in front of Lance, showing him that I don’t back down from a challenge any more than he does.
We take our IDs and head to the shuttle stop, huddling close since, even though it’s not freezing, it’s still chilly as hell. Fortunately, it doesn’t take long for the shuttle to arrive, and I recognize the driver, who’s never been friendlier. We hop on the packed vehicle, standing and holding on to the rails, everyone’s attention on us.
Maybe to avoid the stares, we start a game of titty twisters, having to shield our chests from each other before I manage to shut it down.
Throughout the rest of the ride, Ryan’s stealing glances at Jaxon’s ass, and when he sees me noticing, mouths, “Hot ass, right?”
“Are you checking my butt out right now?” Jaxon asks.
“Uh…no,” Ryan lies.
Jaxon’s skeptical expression suggests he’s not convinced.
“Is it just me, or does the shuttle always take this long?” Keegan asks, and I can definitely relate because it feels like we’ve been on this thing for thirty minutes, though I’m sure it’s more like five.
As the driver is heading down fraternity row, I see the crowd gathered outside Sigma Alpha, lining the driveway, phones out. But there’s only one guy I’m looking for.