The hunt

Chapter 1 -

Vincent pov

There it was again,  the flyer for the new game made by the Ypsilon-frat house. The one that throws the most and wildest parties. How they can still think normally, is a world wonder. The game is the talk of the campus. I don't know how I they have enough money to print new flyers every week, but hey, their problem.
At the party last week, one of them made this game up: you have two groups, the hunters aka wolves and the hunted aka red hoods. ( maybe they saw little red riding hood while high. Who knows?) The game starts on a Friday night and ends Sunday night, played in the nearby woods. Both groups will have a base with tents and a fireplace and maybe a  timezone, where both groups can rest for some time. Wolves wear wolfmasks and Reds wear red jackets.
It does sound exciting and that's exactly what I need. If I spend another weekend in my dorm room, near my algebra-books, I will go crazy!
Well, enough daydreaming. My class starts in 10 minutes and I want to sit near Grimm.
* Vincent runs over the campus, almost running into his classroom-door full force. He enters and sees that most of his classmates haven't arrived yet. Of course no one wants to get up early for creative writing. They need at least 2 hours of doing nothing and drinking coffee to comprehend what the teacher is talking about.* Grimms and his eyes meet and he blushes. He calles him over. ,, Hey, Vincent, come here and sit next to me." Vincent took a seat next to him, ,,H-hey Grimm. Say, will you take part in ,,The Hunt''? I might but I'm not sure yet." ,,Of course I will! My house did come up with it, would be weird if I didn't. What a shame it would be, not to see you there. You need to have some fun in a while, loosen up."

Grimm pov

Grimms smirk could rival the Cheshire cat and grew when he saw Vincent come in. How lucky, my angel has arrived. God, he's adorable!
He really hopes that Vincent will come with us this weekend. He just needs to make sure that the others know to leave him.
,, Anyways, the game will start next weekend, so you have plenty of time to think about it." He winks at Vincent and looks to the door, as the teacher enters the room.