The Lecture Series

Exposing the Lecture (Part 3)

"Yeah, yeah! See you later" she said cheerfully, her fake smile settling back onto her face.
He sighed and continued his route back to his dorm. What did he just agree to?

Pulling out his phone, he opened his text messages, typing quickly:
𝘎: 𝘚𝘰 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵...
𝘔: 𝘖𝘩? 𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘰?
𝘎: 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵
𝘔: 𝘏𝘮𝘮 𝘰𝘬. 𝘉𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭..
𝘎: 𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰?
𝘔: 𝘕𝘰. 𝘎𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺.
𝘎: 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦...
𝘔: 𝘖𝘩... 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?
𝘎: 𝘚𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘔: 𝘑𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘴 𝘎𝘶𝘭𝘧.
𝘎: 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥?
𝘔: 𝘠𝘦𝘴. 𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵
𝘎: 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦
𝘔: 𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥
𝘔: 𝘞𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥
𝘎: 𝘔𝘮𝘮𝘮.. 𝘞𝘩𝘺?
𝘔: 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸
𝘎: 𝘛𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦
𝘔: 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵
𝘔: 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳

Gulf looked himself over in the mirror, twisting and turning as he decided on his outfit. The shirt he chose was black on one side and white with black stripes on the other paired with some dark jeans. It was good enough for him. He was hoping to make an appearance and then leave quickly, but he had a sneaking suspicion that it wouldn't go his way. When did one show up to a party? Was there such a thing as party etiquette? He wasn't sure, so he decided to head over at 10 PM and hope it was late enough.

The time rolled around swiftly as his palms sweated profusely and he began to get nervous. He had spent most of his high school career studying and reading books, not going to parties. The clock struck and it was time to go. Rushing across campus, he finally stood outside the Alpha Delta Chi Sorority house. Heavy music thumped against the walls so loudly that he could hear it from the street. The small clapboard house was colored in an off-white and decorated simply, with a sign stating their sorority name. He wasn't quite sure what a sorority actually was, but he vaguely remembered something about community outreach and a lot of parties. He stepped onto the cobblestone path leading to the front porch and took a deep breath before knocking on the door. The door opened and loud music nearly knocked him off his feet as the heavy bass escaped from the small room.

A man greeted him, waving him in "Yo, hurry up and get in here we don't want any complaints." He said before turning away and leaving him standing in the front hall.

"Gulf! Gulf!" A familiar, piercing voice shouted over the music as the girl from his class bounded up to him, stumbling slightly. He reached out a hand to steady her and was pulled into surprisingly strong hug.

"Oh my god, I'm so glad you could make it! Follow me and I'll get you something to drink and you can meet the girls."

"I uh, actually wasn't planning on drinking." He responded, following her through the house.