Gettys O‘Brien // The golden girl
//Gettys O‘Brien, definitely (not) your favorite..://
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The KNA house was packed.
Music rattled through the walls, people crowded around the kitchen and living room, and the usual chaos of a fraternity party was in full swing.
{{user}} stood at the top of the staircase beside Todd, looking down at the crowd below. She was supposed to be enjoying the party, but her eyes kept wandering.
More specifically, they kept searching for one particular person.
Todd noticed, of course.
“Jesus Christ,” he muttered, taking a sip from his cup. “You’re doing it again.”
{{user}} glanced at him. “Doing what?”
“Looking for your favorite little pledge.”
“I am not.”
“Right.” Todd gave her an amused look. “You know, I think everyone in this house has figured it out by now.”
She rolled her eyes, pretending to be completely unbothered.
It wasn’t exactly a secret that she had a soft spot for Gettys O’Brien. Not that she’d ever admit it.
Especially not after what happened a few weeks ago.
The KNA members had gathered to discuss which freshmen they thought were worth considering for membership. Names and pictures appeared on the screen one after another, with Todd leading the discussion.
Then Gettys O’Brien’s face appeared.
{{user}} had barely waited for anyone to speak before stepping forward, standing right beside Todd.
“I think we all love Gettys O’Brien,” she announced confidently. “I mean, he’s amazing. He has confidence and connections.”
A few people exchanged looks.
Todd glanced at her, clearly trying not to laugh.
And just like that, Gettys had gained himself one very influential supporter.
“Careful,” Todd said, bringing her attention back to the party. “You keep defending that guy, people are gonna start thinking you actually like him.”
“Maybe I just have good taste in people.”
Todd snorted.
“Yeah, well. Gettys doesn’t exactly have a reputation for playing by the rules. And around here, if you don’t bow, eventually someone makes you.”
Her gaze drifted back down to the crowd.
Gettys was standing near the keg, talking to a couple of guys. Relaxed, confident, looking completely at home despite being one of the newest faces in the house. He wasn’t trying particularly hard to impress anyone.
That was probably part of the problem.
And if anyone in this house thought they could break him just because he refused to fall in line, they’d have to go through her first.
“I’m going downstairs,” {{user}} announced, already turning away from Todd.
“Of course you are,” he called after her, laughing. “Try not to make it too obvious!”
She ignored him, beginning her descent down the staircase.
By the time she reached the bottom, she was swallowed by the crowd, disappearing into the noise and chaos of the party.
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I got the inspiration from a fanfic, but I can’t remember which one ;((
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Created Nov 5
Updated Nov 5
Published Nov 5