frat life

“Being a little cool would be better than not,” Gabe agreed with a nod of his head.  “Hopefully the music tonight remains good.  I really don’t want to have to suffer through a night of little dancing.  Although there might be more to do here.”  He’d never been in a Frat House before, but he had the feeling there were things to do.  “Maybe just a beer?” Gabe said with a shrug of his shoulders.  He didn’t want to drink anything too much, and he wasn’t exactly a big fan of wine.  “Isn’t that the go to at a party like this?  What are you having?”  

“Oh, like us?” Blaine grinned at Ben.  His eyes followed towards where Ben had nodded.  He watched the two newcomers with interest.  “Well the nervousness is par for the course.  Don’t you remember our first nights here?”   He patted Ben’s arm comfortingly.  “I can’t believe we get to help with the pledges this year.  Sometimes it feels like it was just yesterday that we were rushing.”  Blaine chuckled.  “I’d say let them get their feet wet and if it seems like they are floundering, we can goo in a little closer with some ‘brotherly advice’ and see from there.” 

“If I remember correctly they have a game room, read something about a pool table...I guess we’ll have to mingle and find members who can give us a tour,” Cameron replied. He chuckled at Gabe’s reply. “And I’m the expert about frat parties? From the smell of it I guess you’re right,” he gave a shrug with his shoulders. “Getting a diet coke is out of the question, right?” Cameron was a lightweight when it came to drinking. 

“Smartass,” Ben rolled his eyes at Blaine but he couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped him. Giving a little nod he kept his eyes on the two. “They look as nervous as I felt that first time we walked in,” he replied. “We’ve come a long way, my friend.” Ben grinned and raised a hand in greeting when one of their brothers passed by. “So make them feel welcome and at home when needed, got it.” 

“Me either,” Gabe replied honestly.  “Oh well that sounds very serendipitous. And I am going to hold you to it.  My hands have taken a beating this move between the packing and tugging things around, and all the washing and hands in water and cleaners.”  

Gabe nodded.  “It really does feel like one of those moments.  But I was being facetious.  Aren’t we supposed to be playing it cool?  Like it’s no big deal if they accept us or not because we’re just that awesome.”  He nodded his head.  “Alright.  We’re finding something to drink, and hopefully settle the nerves a little.  Check out the place, maybe meet some people, and dance.  Not necessarily in that order.”  Gabe gave his whole body a little shake.  “Here’s to  a great night Cam.”  

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Cameron gave a little shrug with his shoulders. "But we are that awesome," he said, giving his friend a playful wink before he turned serious again. "But yeah, you're probably right; playing it cool could help." They spotted a corner that seemed to be set up as the bar area, leading Gabe towards it. "That sounds like a perfect plan," Cam grinned excitedly. They giggled when Gabe gave a little shake. "We're playing it cool, remember," he asked. “Now, drinks... what do you want? 

Without them noticing it, a pair of eyes had been following them for a while now. Ben couldn't help but grin when he heard parts of the conversation as the two young men walked past. He nudged Blaine's shoulder with his own. "I like the vibe coming from those two; they seem like they're good friends," he nodded toward them."kinda nervous... lets see how they’ll fit in tonight.” 

“I really hope we’re both going to like it,” Gabriel nodded.  “I don’t plan on joining without you.  But it does seem like a good place.”  He chuckled and ducked his head.  “I’m here, no need to butter me up more,” he teased.  “Oh nice.  When did you have time for that?”  He took his friends hand in his and examined the nails more closely.  Then Gabriel looked down at his own nails, a bit of a mess between the move, and the sometimes nervous habit of biting them.  “Those are even better than an A++, they are a E for excellent.  As is the rest of the package.”  

Gabriel linked his arm through Cameron’s.  “Can you believe we’re here?  New York City, NYU campus, real life,” he laughed.  “Oh my God, I sound like a dork.  They’re going to love me.  Why am I so nervous?”

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“Glad to hear that, I wouldn’t want it any other way.” Cam told his friend, letting him examine his nails. “Oh, I came across this little nailstudio not 15 minutes from the dorms, so of course I had to check it out,” he explained to Gabe, grinning from the compliments. “I’ll take you with me next week.” 

The Rush Party || Group Para

Gabe pulled lightly at the sleeves on his sheer shirt as he and Cameron walked up to the Delta Lambda Phi rush party being held at the fraternity house.  Windows and doors were open, voices and music spilling out everywhere.  Lights were strung everywhere outside, and groups of people were gathered out front, and he could hear more voices out back.  Gabriel wasn’t exactly an introvert, but this party felt like a bit much.  He looked over at Cameron and nudged their shoulders together.  “So this is the one right?  And if tonight goes well, we’re actually going to try and pledge?”  Gabriel had researched the fraternity himself when Cameron had mentioned it, and had to admit that this one seemed like a good fit for the two of them. And the idea of having a group, a brotherhood, to share the college experience with seemed nice.  He was missing some of the groups he’d belonged to in high school and the friendships he’d had there.  At least he had Cameron here with him at NYU.  He turned to Cameron; “okay, one last look check.  Hair?  Clothes?  Teeth?  Face?”  

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Based on all the pictures he had seen on the Insta of the fraternity, the house looked as Cameron had thought it would look; Open and inviting. Before enlisting to NYU, he had researched all of the Fraternities, and this one had caught their eye. They hadn't stopped talking about it to Gabriel, hoping to get their friend interested in pledging together. Gabe's bump against his shoulder brought Cam out of his thoughts. Yeah, this is the one... I really think you're going to like it," he replied, turning his attention to their friend's look. "A+, A+ A+ and A++, " he said, counting all the checks on his fingers. He lifted his hand, wiggling his fingers in front of Gabe's face. "Nails," he asked, showing the bright and glittering silver nail polish on them.

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