Chapter 4 Lance could hear the music playing from the frat house the minute they turned the corner of frat row. Following the loud music, he stopped in front of the house. Beer bottles littered the front lawn. Apparently the party was already well under way. Justin walked up the pathway to the front door and walked inside. Lance ran to catch up with him. Once inside, Lance lost Justin in the crowd of people and smoke. Sniffing he smelled the familiar stench of marijuana. Boy how he hated these kinds of parties. Wanting to stay close to Justin, he walked through the lower level of the house looking for his younger roommate. He found him about ten minutes later in the kitchen drinking a beer with Joey. When he walked up, Joey reached out and pulled him into a hug. "Hey, man. Glad you could make it. Want a beer?" Lance knew he had to accept at least one to make it look good so he nodded taking the beer that was offered to him. "Thanks." "Hey. no problem, dude. I was just telling Justin here about this hot chick I have been trying to get all summer. She is supposed to be here tonight, so tonight might be the night I finally score." Joey looked over Lance's head into the next room. "Shit, she's here already. Check out the blonde, Justin." Justin looked towards the next room and whistled. "Yep, she's hot, man. So what are you doing here talking to me and Lance?" Joey nodded grabbing two beers out of the tub. "Yep, you're right. Later, dudes." Joey walked into the next room and over to the girl. Justin finished his beer and got a second one. "Let's go see what other hot chicks we can find here, Lance. Of course I got one already at home. We need to find one for you though." Lance almost wanted to groan out loud. Justin trying to find him a girl was almost too much.  He followed Justin out of the kitchen. "So what do you like?" Justin asked looking around the room at the various girls available. "Blonde, brunette, redhead." Tall with blonde curly hair and a body to die for. "I don't know, Justin." "Oh, come on, Lance. You haven't mentioned a girl once since I got here. So man, start of a new year, time to get you a new woman." Justin motioned to the back of the room, "how about her?" Lance looked and sighed. "Justin, just don't all right. I can find my own dates. Thank you very much." Lance walked out of the room leaving Justin to watch him go. Justin shrugged and joined the party going over to the girl he had picked out for Lance and dancing with her. An hour later, Justin was on his fifth beer. He was talking way too much and laughing at all the jokes even the ones that weren't remotely funny. Lance found him back in the kitchen with Joey talking about the basketball team and the various players. At least they were trying to talk. The girl Justin had tried to set him up with was draped against him giggling at everything Justin said. Lance knew this was going to happen.  At these parties, there was nothing to do but drink and smoke pot. Lance hoped that Justin didn't do that too. "Hey, man, we should get going back to the dorm." Justin turned towards Lance with a pout on his face. "Aww, Lance. I don't want to go back yet. I'm having fun here with ...." Justin looked down at the girl.. "Umm." "Mandy." "Yeah, that's right, Mandy." Lance looked down at the ground shaking his head. "Justin, come on, man. It's late and we need to go. You can call Mandy tomorrow." Justin sighed. "All right. We'll go." Turning towards Joey, he reached out his hand. "Thanks for the invite, man. I had a lot of fun." "Yeah, will glad you two could come over. We''ll play hoops again sometime soon. You're in Miller right?" "Yep," Justin turned towards Keri. "It was a pleasure meeting you, Mandy." Justin walked towards Lance stumbling slightly. "Let's go." Wonderful, Lance thought. "Let's hope we get by Chris." As they walked down the street back to their dorm, Justin stumbled onto Lance almost knocking him down to the ground. "Justin, damn, how many beers did you have, man?" Justin raised his hand counting on his fingers. Holding up his hand when he was done, he laughed, "This many." "Shit, Justin. Five?" Lance reached around Justin's waist holding him so he wouldn't stumble again. They eventually made it back to their dorm. "Now Justin try and be quiet because if Chris sees you drunk he will get you in trouble." "Okay, I'll be quiet, Lance," Justin said a little bit too loudly. "Shh." Lance didn't think Justin could manage the stairs in this state, so he walked him down the hall towards the elevator. Just as the elevator door opened, Lance saw Chris walking down the hall towards his room. Pushing Justin into the elevator, he scrambled inside and pushed the button for their floor. When they reached their room, Lance dumped Justin on his bed. "You're not going to get sick or anything right Justin?" Justin shook his head. "Well that's good cause I'm not going to take care of you if you do. You'll be sorry in the morning." Lance watched Justin as he lay back on his bed already starting to fall asleep. "Justin, you can't fall asleep like that, man." Justin mumbled in his sleep, but made no motion to get up and undress for bed. Lance reached down and pulled Justin's shoes off. Lance looked down at the sleeping figure of the young man. He should leave him dressed, but those jeans he was wearing looked uncomfortable. Sighing, he reached down and unbuttoned the button of the jeans. He pulled them down quickly and threw them on the floor. "Night, Justin." Turning over onto his side, Justin mumbled, "Night, Lance." BACK MENU NEXT