<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Aimee's Post</div><div class="spoiler_body"><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&amp;size=l&amp;tid=106180131)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Name: </strong> Aimee Ryan<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi-curious<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> So ready to not feel a thing<br/><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7PM-???<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Entering the Fray<br/><strong>Coming From:</strong> Classes<br/><strong>Tag:</strong> OPEN, it's a party! <br/></span><hr/><br/><br/>The beats were pumpin' and the drinks were flowin'.  She downed the first one pretty quickly and was sipping the second while she danced.  When everyone was just moving around and grooving everything was great.  Next thing she knew, someone started grinding up on her ass, pawing at her body.  She looked over her shoulder to see yet another frat boy.  What the hell?  Aims stepped away and he pulled her back.  She leaned close to shout in his ear so she could be sure he heard, <strong>"Hands off!"</strong>  She stepped away again.  <br/><br/>She put some distance between herself and the frat guy.  Another round of getting comfortable, dancing and a few minutes later someone grinding up on her ass.  She turned around eyes narrowed this time.  Same fucking guy.  <strong>"I said no dude.  Catch a fucking clue."</strong> <br/><br/>He grabbed her pulled her close.  <strong>"Comon you know you wanna."</strong> He slurred drunkenly.  <br/><br/>Obviously brains were not a prerequisite for this particular fraternity.  Why were these asshats even on campus?  Didn't they have their own campus parties to ruin? <strong>"No.  I don't.  Now hands off or I take 'em off."</strong>  She made it clear as she could she wasn't having it.  He kept pawing at her body, pulling on her vest.  She finally had enough and shoved him off.  Aims watched him stumble back a few steps then turned to work her way into another part of the crowd.  The shove must have made him made because when his hands landed on her arms again his grip was tight, almost to the point of pain. <br/><br/>Aims spun, twisting an arm free of his grasp, <strong>"Look fucker, I told you hands off."</strong>  She landed a right cross on the frat boy's jaw that had him spitting blood.  Her hand stung like hell but she refused to show it.  <strong>"You want some more?"</strong> She taunted the pretty boy who obviously hadn't expected a little bitty girl to be able to defend herself.  <br/></div></div><br/><br/><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier new;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://img.360kpop.com/news/2013/06/tumblr_mnuk0cq2m71rcoad1o1_1280.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier new;"><strong>Name:</strong> Augustine "Auggie" Bae<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong> Second Year | Silver Student <br/><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Pansexual passing as Straight<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Cheerful and Optimistic<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Around somewhere.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aimee | <strong>Open</strong></span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: palatino linotype;">Auggie was one of those guys that forever seemed to have a shit ton of female friends. A phenomenon made worse by the fact that he no longer played baseball so he didn't have his teammates around to help balance that out. Not that he was complaining. At the very least he had all the cuddles he could stand and always had someone to roll with him to a party. Sure, it made the prospect of graduating from the stupid program he'd been placed in a little more difficult to manage but he had fun at least. Take for example that he'd been swept out of his dorm some time ago by a few of said female friends and made to watch them try on party outfits. It could have been boring, sure, but it hadn't been. Not at all! <br/><br/>In fact Auggie still wore a stupid grin on his face as he threw himself full swing into the party (http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5u466UQuk1rs97fco1_500.gif), even going so far as to jump up on a table edging the quad that was suspicious at best as far as sturdiness went. Which was why it was no surprise when the thing started to collapse under the weight of himself and the others that had joined him. What was a surprise was him catching sight of his roommate, Aimee, going off on some dude! He was held up just long enough to see her twist away from the guy before he went down in a laughing heap. Unfortunately, Auggie's concern at that point outweighed any amusement so he wasn't laughing. <br/><br/>"Eyy, Imma be right back!" He called distractedly. Extracting himself from the group carefully, Auggie stumbled free and didn't waste time plowing straight trough to where he'd glimpsed his roomie. Spotting her standing over the idiot douchebag who'd grabbed her he felt an unsettling urge to make sure the guy stayed down but instead focused his attention on Aimee. Twisting his hat around sideways, he slid over to her, appearing with a crooked grin to reach for her hand. <br/><br/>"Heeeeyyyy there Rocky," he greeted hoping she wouldn't tee off on him too. "Come dance with me?" He asked edging around between her and the frat boy, ignoring the other male entirely as he started to dance with the intent to maneuver her away from Stranger-Danger there. He wasn't afraid of one dude. Despite not being the biggest of guys Auggie could take care of himself--probably as well as Aimee! "Or at least lets get you a drink... or some ice?" </span>