Dean Owens thought you looked fucking pathetic.

It wasn’t often that he fixated on just one person, but the moment you walked into the crowded frat party, his eyes were locked on you. You looked so out of place, it was almost amusing, trailing behind your twin sister as she effortlessly chatted with the party goers.

Dean had always been drawn to the misfits and the fiery ones. There was just something about them that sparked something inside him, like he genuinely believed he could "fix" them. Maybe it was because he had a natural instinct to lead.

He smirked behind the rim of the red plastic solo cup as he brought it up to his lips, sipping on the contents inside. His grey eyes scanned over your modest outfit and the way you snatched yet another solo cup from your sisters hand, an annoyed expression etched onto your face.

He leaned against the white wall of his fraternity house, your lost eyes curiously glancing around the packed room, he felt his heart in his chest soar when your eyes met his drom the distance.

Four college friends come together to create a fraternity house, each bringing their own unique personality and style. Check my profile to follow your own story with one of these lucky boys (or all of them) ;)

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