"Hey Megan!" Brad's cheery voice greets me as he opens the door to the Delta Sigma Pi frat house. Loud music and endless drink seems to lie alluringly behind him. The sight of me brings a wide smile to his face.

"Hey Brad!" I smile back, amused as he's stunned by my tight tank top and overly revealing jean shorts. This cute guy's has had a crush on me since matriculation day and while he seemed really nice, till now I only see him as friend. Though I bet he's shocked as hell that I would actually say 'yes' when he asked me to come to the annual post-finals Delta Sigma Pi party of the year.

He stands there, plastic cup full of cheap beer in hand. I watch him as his mind works furiously to break the increasingly awkward silence between us. Like I said, he's cute, but friend material.

"S'up duuuudes!" Tom's loud and drunken voice rings out behind him from within the building. Without warning he slings both arms over an uneasy Brad and plants a wet kiss on his cheek.

"Dude! Get the hell off me!" I giggle as an embarrassed Brad pushes Tom off.