jordan cohen.

𝐖𝐇𝐎: Sloane Porter & @jordancohen​​​​​​

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍: Monday, March 22nd. Lunchtime.

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: OSU Cafeteria.

Sloane was never one to face her situations head on. She was a girl who preferred to keep everything under wraps and constantly avoided losing potential friendships or making people mad. It was why she didn’t date much and it raised an even bigger question mark as to why she would date Jordan Cohen. It wasn’t that she didn’t like him or didn’t care about him, but it was heavily unspoken that frat bros and sorority girls just shouldn’t date, especially when it was Sigma Chi and Delta Zeta. Hook up all you want, but relationships? Big no. But Jordan was nice! And they just got along. Sometimes life just happened that way, but then it got to a point where it was no longer fun.

Nights of Sloane being left on the sidelines so Jordan could go hype up bros or do body shots left Sloane feeling alone and in the dumps. Even downing a glass of Tito’s and Fresca couldn’t give her a fun night so surprisingly, she was the one who called it quits just a mere couple of days before her plane for Florida left. Florida gave her a week to reflect and mourn the loss of a relationship, but it didn’t prepare her for when she’d be back on campus. She spent most of her day avoiding most Sigma Chi’s in fear Jordan would be lurking with them and went to her classes, hung out with fellow DZ’s, and eventually ended up grabbing lunch with a couple of her sisters. In an unfortunate and cursed strain of events, Sloane went over to one of the lunch tables that were a hot spot for fellow Sig and DZ’s alike and there were three seats, only available around Jordan. She could have turned around and ate somewhere else, possibly the bathroom. That would save her the embarrassment, but Sloane wasn’t Sloane if it weren’t for acting like problems didn’t exist. Sitting down in front of Jordan, she grabbed her utensil and plucked her fork into a piece of spinach. “Hey,” she awkwardly said. “How was spring break?” God, could she get any more pathetic?

Settling into his seat in the dining hall, he was determined to just focus on his boys and the plate of French fries that were currently in front of him. He wasn’t about to let his vibes get altered thinking about something that could bring down his mood. Unfortunately, his plan was thwarted when he heard the sound of his ex-girlfriend’s voice. He looked up and squinted his eyes at her, definitely surprised that she’d decided to join their table. “Hold on, Sloane. One second,” he replied, putting his finger up between them. He reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and dialed a number before placing the phone up against his ear. He waited a few seconds before pointing to the buzzing phone she’d placed on the table. “Oh, so your phone does work? That’s interesting,” he replied, before hanging up and putting his phone down.  “Spring break was chill. Got dumped. Went snowboarding. What about you?”

He was walking with Jordan and shook his head. “I think we need a big party for the Summer break.” He stated softly. “And it might be three months early, but the earlier we plan for it, the better, because it would at least give us some time to have a decent party.” He looked at the other as they continued to walk and shook his head. He didn’t think he and Jordan would have become friends, because he wasn’t overly fond of the super hetero ladies men type of people but since they were frat brothers that did build a bond between them that grew even fonder and molded a brotherhood. “Also you still need help with you class? You can come over? Because I actually need someone to bounce song ideas off of and you are honest. Too honest at times. But that’s what I need.” he shrugged. 

“I’ll even order some food.” He offered up, Sammy was always a friend that wanted to take care of his friends whenever they came over and decided to spend time with him. That was something he would never fail to do.