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Sam Shepherd

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a character in “Fulton University: Rush Week Begins”, as played by StarStruck

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Name:
Samuel Steven Shepherd

Nicknames:
Sam

Age:
21

Gender:
Male

Birth Date:
October 31st

Sign:
Scorpio

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Ethnicity:
Scottish, English & German

Major:
Physical Education




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Childhood/Family Life:
The tiny county of Wyoming, New York was home to Sam for his first eighteen years and he hopes to never call the Upstate New York area home ever again. He was the only child born to Debbie and Rocco Shepherd, who were both unsuitable parents but refused to accept help from the government. The pair had also both been raised in Wyoming and like almost all of the other residents, refused to leave despite how undesirable the place is to live in. The two were never in love and had Rocco not raped her on the night of their prom, they never would have considered getting married. Well, once Debbie found out that she was pregnant, they were forced by their own parents to elope. The pregnancy ended up becoming a miscarriage, and in his teen years, Sam sometimes wished that his time in the womb had ended in a similar fashion. When Debbie became pregnant a year later, it all went smoothly, however. Little Samuel Steven Shepherd arrived exactly on his due date and seemed to be in perfect condition. It was a miracle really, considering how much Debbie had drank throughout his nine months in the womb. Although he was blessed to be spared from fetal alcohol syndrome and the devastating deformities that can result from drinking while pregnant, it would later be realized that he had some learning disabilities that were probably caused by this.

His childhood wasn't great, but Sam isn't the type to complain about it. In fact, he feels like he actually did well, given his circumstances. Most of his younger years consisted of him exploring the woods in his backyard on his own. When he didn't have school, he'd wake up at the crack of dawn, make himself breakfast and spend nearly all day outside. Sometimes he would play with the neighborhood kids, but he never got along with most of them. In school, Sam wasn't popular. He struggled immensely with his school work and although none of his peers were from high class families, he was scorned for his. His father worked as a truck driver and was rarely home, but when he did, he was extremely abusive towards his mother. Neighbors were constantly calling the police to their house as their fights would extend into the early hours of the morning and almost always end with his mother having a black eye or broken nose. She wasn't innocent in the events either though, because whenever her husband wasn't home, she didn't hesitate to get her sexual fix with other men. Debbie became something of the "town whore" and when word of this spread to Sam's peers, he was outcasted.

College was a chance for Sam to start over. He was awarded a full ride to Fulton for his wrestling score and since relocating to Miami, has only been back to New York once for his grandmother's funeral. He finds his family life to be toxic and rarely brings it up or wants to even think about it. He lives on campus during the year and rents an apartment in Orlando during the summer, since he spends those months working at a Disney water park.




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Quirks//Habits//Oddities:
Constantly eating | Chews the ends of his pencils | Can't sleep unless he's showered that day | Always late to class | Gets irrationally annoyed when people talk during movies | Smoking marijuana frequently but despises cigarettes

Good personality traits:
Humorous | Heroic | Personable | Determined

Bad personality traits:
Overprotective | Cautious | Procrastinator | Vigilante

Personality:
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Greatest joys in life:
Zoey, working out, parties, smoking

Greatest fears:
Losing Zoey, becoming abusive like his father, Alcoholism, sharks

Life philosophy:
"When nobody else celebrates you, learn to celebrate yourself. When nobody else compliments you, then compliment yourself. It’s not up to other people to keep you encouraged. It’s up to you. Encouragement should come from the inside."
— Joel Osteen
Sam tries to live by this. He could have easily followed the path that his parents set him up for. He probably never would have graduated high school, and definitely wouldn't have left for college. It would have been easy to turn his anger from being into bullied into violence on his own end, and had he not been so motivated to change his life, it's possible that he could have been the same person his father was today. He's not though, and Sam owes it all to self-motivation and care.




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❤Florida
❤Roller coasters
❤Marijuana
❤Darts
❤Video games
❤Swimming
❤Pizza
❤Nature
✘Excessive drinking
✘Billiards
✘Coffee
✘Turtlenecks
✘Birds
✘Writing
✘Bullies
✘Hurricanes




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Thoughts on Greek Life:
If you told Sam that he would be in a fraternity a few years ago, he wouldn't have believed you. Until he got to Fulton, he imagined fraternities to be nothing more than a bunch of rich white guys who wore boat shoes and bright polos, and did nothing more than drink beer and be complete assholes. Some of his assumptions were true, but he learned that being a part of Greek life was so much more than what he imagined. The people he's met through his fraternity have become his best friends and he can't imagine what college would have been like if he didn't pledge Sigma Chi Delta. Not only does his place in the system guarantee that he's never home alone on a Friday night, but it guarantees that he's going to be having fun.

His favorite Greek house is unarguably his own, but as goody-two-shoes as it sounds, he really judges people based on their own personalities and not their house. He would gladly befriend a Beta Gamma guy or Theta Chi girl if they were friendly enough to him.

Plans for after college:
Sam is on the track to earn a bachelor's degree in physical education. Gym was his favorite class in high school, and one of the only classes that he was actually good at and felt comfortable in. He's excited for his future in this field, and wants to work at a middle or high school, and hopefully also make some extra cash by coaching the lacrosse team at the school he works at.



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Build:
Sam is surprisingly muscular. He spent nearly all of his childhood outside, and buffing up was the one thing that kept him from being tormented as a teenager. As long as he was strong, people just avoided him. He doesn't have the physique of a body builder, but his childhood combined with his wrestling career has kept him pretty fit.

Hair Colour:
Brown

Eye Colour:
Brown

Distinguishing Marks:
He has a two inch scar on his lower leg from cutting it open on a thorny brush when he was a child.

Style:
Sam has never been very interested in fashion, mostly because his family never had them money to be so picky. He prefers wearing casual clothes - shorts or jeans and a t-shirt. Over the summer he grew his hair out a little bit, but just recently cut it back down to it's more preferred length.

So begins...

Sam Shepherd's Story

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The campus was alive with excitement, anxiety, nerves, and anticipation. A new school year had begun the second students began moving back onto campus, but now, it finally seemed to hit them. For some, it was their final year at the beloved Fulton University, one of the top universities in the country. For others, it was their first year. Either way, there was a sort of buzz all around campus, a tingle each and every student felt as they greeted this year of opportunities and adventure. And what better way to start it all off than with the one thing on everybody's mind - Rush Week. Granted, these would only be the preliminary rounds, but who knows what could happen on the very first day...






As the track slowly moved to its conclusion and after receiving a nod from one of her favorite radio partners, Naomi officially turned the dial for the sound down, speaking into her microphone clearly with her ever present and rich British lilt. "That was 2 On by Tinashe, the best song of Summer 2014. You heard it here at Fulton U Hot 103.4." Ronnie, or Ronald when he was in their political science class with Dr. Skarsgaard who truly did not care for pleasantries or students, much less, grinned at her making a face at him for pressing one of the controls, which caused a squelching sound appear just after she finished her sentence. He played too much sometimes and she had half the mind to reach over the table of controls that separated them just to swat him on the head, but opted against it. She had to go soon anyway. She rolled her eyes at him before continuing, "This is your girl Nomi, NomiIzMe, and I'm about to turn everything over to my co-host, RonnieB. Don't get forget to holla at your girl at the beautiful Zeta Nu Delta House stand at the 2014 Fulton University Activities Fair. Hope to see you all there." With a mock salute and her favorite mix of India Arie and a beat from DJ Mustard, Naomi spelled her own exit and turned everything over to Ronnie, nodding to him as she set down her headset before exiting the large recording area.

Once outside in the busy hallway, she hoisted her bag over her shoulder and made her way through the crowd, the gold of her Zeta Nu Delta custom-made bracelet catching a glint from the sun, which peeked in through the barely closed blinds of one of the hallway windows. Smirking to herself as she saw a few noticeable freshmen males whispering to themselves and glancing over at her, she twirled a few strands of hair with her pointer finger, shooting them a sultry grin accompanied by a wink before turning the corner. The move was harmless and judging by an exclamation followed by a quiet roar of excitement from where they had, it had the desired effect. She didn't mess around with freshmen guys and never would, but it definitely was fun toying with them. Not that she would ever lead them on or anything of that nature, but flirting was harmless. Besides, she wouldn't be a true Zeta if she didn't have a bit of a flirt in her. A more genuine smile flitted across her face at the thought of her girls and without hesitation, Naomi whipped out her phone to text them just as she pulled into one of the many bathrooms on the first floor to simply check on her image.

To: Zoey, Amelia, Sierra
Omw 2 the booth. 1 of u better b there

Naomi wasn't particularly worried about any of the girls showing up late, she decided, as the text was sent. She had already specified that one of the other sophomores would set up with some of the baked goods Naomi had made the night before. She slid her phone into her back pocket before primping her hair. She had chosen one of her more fun outfits for the day. It was eye-catching enough to remind everyone that she was a fashionable woman, but simple enough to not do too much in. Naomi could be a lot of things, but she wasn't that much of a show-off. Besides, that tomboyish edge was her thing and she always had to make sure it was on point. After reapplying the natural-looking shade of pink lip gloss on her lips and that her hair was still on point, she gave herself one more appraisal before leaving the bathroom and heading out to one of the larger grassy areas of Fulton University, where the Activities Fair was to take place. Every year, the location changed and she actually preferred the area they chose for this year. It was spacious and open, and left room for some of the campus' more physically active organizations to show off. It was like a tame Zeta/Sigma party, except without the booze and heavy grinding. Just a paid DJ and everyone weaning out their favorites.

Once outside, it didn't take her long to get to her booth, which was closer to the Sigma table. She frowned a bit when she didn't see Miles yet and decided to find her favorite Sigma, setting her bag down beside her chosen chair and taking a seat. Folding one smooth leg over the other, she grinned at the Zeta who had watched the table in her absence before pulling out her phone to text Miles and her other best friend.

To: Miles
Slacking on your pres duties?

To: Sam
U better not b sleep

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Character Portrait: Naomi Malone-Bell Character Portrait: Zoey Brady Character Portrait: Sierra Lewis Character Portrait: Sam Shepherd Character Portrait: Amelia Park
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Zoey had hoped that this year, she would adapt some better habits. While Sam had brazenly suggested she limit how much she drank, she had decided that waking up at a normal hour would be a more attainable goal. Only a few days had passed since she moved back to the Zeta house however, and that goal seemed to fly out the window. She was running late this morning, like usual, and while she rarely stressed about showing up late to a class, today she was frantically trying to get ready for the Activities Fair that had probably already begun.

Sam had promised her last night that he'd come over this morning to wake her up early, so she had put off straightening her hair and ironing the sundress she wanted to wear. Now, as she glanced at the clock, she was certainly regretting it. Her hair was a mess of knotted brunette waves, her closet filled with wrinkled clothes that had been only pulled out of her suitcases a few days ago, and to make matters worse, her phone was nowhere to be found. Even if she wanted to text Sam to yell at him, she couldn't.

"Would someone call my phone?! It literally disappeared!" she shouted as she poked her head out of her bedroom door. Misplacing things was Zoey's specialty but since she hadn't been drinking last night, she was even more annoyed with herself for losing it. Luckily, just as she finished her request for help from the Zetas, she heard her phone beep. She darted towards the source of the sound and after a bit of rummaging, managed to pull it out from underneath her mattress.

After retracting her earlier statement to the other girls in the house, she tossed the phone onto her bed without reading the text she had gotten. She assumed it was Sam, and decided that she would complain to him later, but for now, she had to make herself look half-decent and get out the door. After one last look through her closet, she shimmed out of Sam's sweatpants and the tanktop she had been sleeping in and replaced it with a casual, definitely last-minute, outfit: tiny white jean shorts, a long-sleeved t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and a pair of sandals. She did her best to brush out her dark tresses but didn't have enough time to do anything with the loose waves besides brushing them out. She wasn't thrilled with the look but decided to leave anyway. After a countless number of early morning classes, she knew how to rock the "just rolled out of bed" look by now.

She didn't pass any of the other Zetas as she hurried out of the house, but did stop to chat with some familiar faces on her way to the fair. Zoey definitely had more friends than enemies, and her social nature made it almost impossible for her to skip a friendly conversation, even if she knew that she needed to be somewhere else. The normally ten minute walk probably took her around thirty, but luckily, when she arrived, the Zeta booth was occupied by Naomi and at least one or two sophomore girls.

"Blame Sam for making me late," she announced upon arrival. The bitter remark was met with a playful tone and smile, however, as she took a seat next to her best friend. A grin instantly appeared on her face when she spotted the plate of baked goods, but she resisted grabbing one of the delicious-looking brownies on the tray. "That's what smelled so good when I came in last night," she reasoned out loud. She knew that the house had smelled exceptionally sweet when she had come in from helping Sam unpack and organize his room the prior evening. Although Naomi's cooking was always on spot, she would give the freshman a chance to sample the goods before she devoured them. "So, what's on the agenda for today?" she questioned as she glanced at her phone for the first time all morning. She was only then seeing Naomi's text, but obviously didn't need to respond now. However, she did have someone else she needed to text.

To: Sam
Thx for waking me up on time!!!!!!! Best bf ever!!!

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Character Portrait: Naomi Malone-Bell Character Portrait: Jack Reynolds Character Portrait: Zoey Brady Character Portrait: Grace Drexler Character Portrait: Miles Ganas Character Portrait: Sierra Lewis
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Zoey shook her head but couldn't stop herself from grinning when Naomi referenced how Sam would have to make it up to her later. She was definitely right about that. Zoey's mood wasn't easily dampened, and Sam forgetting to wake her up on time wasn't enough to ruin her day, but it had offset her vibes. Although it would only take seeing his adorable face for a second for her to forgive him, she was getting impatient. He hadn't even responded to her text, nonetheless shown his face yet this morning.

It shouldn't have surprised her when the Beta boys set up camp only a few feet away from the Zeta booth, despite an excessive amount of open space elsewhere. Just like the Alphas, the brother house had to make sure all eyes were on them. In one way, that wasn't horrible - nearly every member of the fraternity was easy on the eyes, but that didn't combat their distasteful personalities. There was no better person to represent the Beta guys than Jack Reynolds himself; the most arrogant and entitled smart ass of them all. As if on cue, the President approached the Zeta booth and didn't waste a moment before unleashing a few jabs at Naomi. They only evoked an eye roll from Zoey, who knew well enough that the back-and-forth digs shared between the two house leaders had more emotions than cattiness behind them. No one else would know enough to sense the sexual tension between the pair (yet, at least) but Zoey had gotten the secret out of Naomi last year. Naomi was her best friend, which meant that Zoey wanted the best for her, and Jack Reynolds certainly was not the best. However, she knew that what the two had wasn't anything serious as of now, and that meant that she didn't feel the need to put a stop to it. Naomi knew better than anyone what Jack's true colors looked like. She would know better than to fall for someone like him.

As Naomi got up and spoke told Jack to excuse himself, she turned her head backwards, scanning the small group of Zeta girls who were setting things up. She couldn't see Amelia and Sierra, which certainly surprised her, as they were two of her favorite Zeta pledges from last year. If Jack hadn't left with a parting cheap-shot to her, she would have inquired about their whereabouts with Naomi. His words caught her off guard though, and she was just happy that Sam wasn't there to hear it. Not only did she know it would have pissed him off, but she also had a feeling that he would have tried to pick a fight with Jack over it, and that wasn't something she wanted to deal with. She had slept with Jack during their freshman year rush week. He was cute, she was drunk, and it just kind of happened. Later she would find out that it was part of a hazing ritual that the Betas encouraged back then, but in the moment, she probably wouldn't have cared even if she knew. She wasn't embarrassed for having slept with him for a couple of reasons. One, he was undeniably attractive. Two, she was wasted, and three, she didn't know how annoying he was at the time. Naomi couldn't use reason three to justify whatever she and Jack were doing.

She nodded in agreement when Naomi muttered something about him being a prick. "Keep that in mind when you consider sneaking off with him tonight after the Jamboree," she said in an equally hushed tone. She was serious but spoke lightly because again, she didn't see Jack as being a big problem right now. She hoped that Naomi still had enough sense to just keep their relationship in bed.

When Miles approached, Zoey smiled softly in acknowledgment but wasn't nearly as excited as Naomi, who nearly jumped onto the boy. She was friends with Miles, but not exceptionally close. He frequently came to her with his girl problems but that was where their relationship ended, usually. There wasn't a lot of depth to it. Seeing his face reminded her of the texting conversation she had had with him a day earlier about Grace, which reminded her of her Alpha friend. She hadn't seen her all morning, which was unusual, seeing that probably all of Elysia's girls besides Grace were already at the booth.

To: Grace Drexler
I expect a hello from you. Come find me :*


After texting Grace, she nodded as Naomi dismissed herself and then glanced back at Miles. "Tell me that you've got something to spike these with at your booth," she said playfully as she grabbed one of the virgin Jello shots from the table.

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Character Portrait: Naomi Malone-Bell Character Portrait: Jack Reynolds Character Portrait: Zoey Brady Character Portrait: Kyle Jagger Character Portrait: Miles Ganas Character Portrait: Sam Shepherd
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Naomi's text message woke him up but it took another ten minutes for him to actually pull himself out of his bed. Sam knew that he was running late but wasn't too worried about it. He assumed that Miles and at least the sophomore Sigmas would already be down at the fair, working on their booth. As he grabbed a change of clothes and headed towards one of the bathrooms, he realized that a lot of other guys seemed to have slept in too. He caught a glimpse of Miles jogging downstairs and he passed Kyle on his way down the hall. There were probably a couple of sophomores at the booth so he still took his time as he showered and got dressed, but it was fitting that the Sigmas were a bit off schedule. As avid partiers, they always lived up to their reputation of sleeping in the next morning.

He was positive that he and Zoey had agreed that instead of him waking her up and getting breakfast together, that they would just meet at the fair. According to the sarcastic text message he just received from her though, she clearly had thought otherwise. He shook his head but instinctively smiled just at the sight of her name showing up on his phone. The pair bickered relentlessly but at the end of the day, loved each other unconditionally.

To: Zoey
Don't pin this one on me! U said u were gonna set ur alarm


He was already approaching the Activities Fair when he sent the text but wanted to get his side out before he found Zoey. God only knew he wouldn't be able to get a word of defense in when he was actually with her. Plus, he figured that he needed to check out the Sigma booth before wandering off to find Zoey. However, upon approaching the Sigma booth, he realized that he had killed two birds with one stone. Along with his brothers, he found Zoey stepping away from the booth, after accepting a bottle of something from Miles.

"Come on, really? It's noon and you've got freshman to make a good impression on," he said, plucking the bottle from her hands. He was grinning, but it was sourced more from just seeing her and not from her antics. She hated him for it, but he felt it necessary to police her drinking. It was one thing to do it at parties but even as a Zeta, she didn't need to be doing it now at the first event of the week. Naomi was the Zeta president, but as her right hand girl, he felt like Zoey needed to be mentally-present to help out today. After a swift kiss, he smiled at her and took a few steps closer to the Sigma booth. "I'll bring some food over to you in a minute." He doubted that his brothers had organized anything special, and especially not compared to whatever the Betas and Alphas would have put together. He was right. Miles was grilling Kyle for their display which Sam thought to be decent, but was definitely weak compared to its surroundings.

"I don't think we did too bad," he said as he approached the pair. "The douches will gravitate to Jack, the geeks to Emery, and we'll be left with the good ones," he shrugged. "I will say, though, that those burgers the Betas are cooking smell pretty good. You wanna grab some for me and Zoe?" he said. Sam didn't get along with Jack and wasn't close with any of the other Betas, but he knew that Miles was at least civil with Jack. Worst comes to worst, he figured that he could head over to Emery's booth and take some of whatever they were cooking for he and Zoey.

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Zoey grinned as a bottle was tossed to her. "You're the best," she thanked Miles as she spun around to return to the Zeta table, only to almost run right into Sam. He snatched the bottle of liquor from her hands and made a comment about how it was only noon and she needed to focus on talking to the rushers and not drinking. With a roll of her eyes and some sass of her own, Zoey pulled the bottle back from his hands. "Thanks for the advice, but I've got my dad on speed dial for lectures like those." She knew that Sam meant well. He had his personal reasons for being way of alcohol and Zoey had proved that she could get slightly out of hand after one too many drinks, but she wanted him to be her boyfriend, not father. His good intentions aside- if she wanted to drink, you could bet your ass that she was going to drink whether Sam approved of it or not. After returning his peck, she nodded at his offer of food. "Don't take too long this time!" she warned, turning her head back after she had already started towards the Zeta booth.

She returned to her seat in front of the table and when she was convinced no one important was looking, she poured a small amount of vodka into a few random Jello shot glasses. We'll see who can handle the heat, she thought to herself, remembering how Naomi had instructed some of the freshman to take a shot when they got to the booth. She then topped one with a more-than-generous amount of alcohol and downed it herself. The best way to start a day.

After placing the bottle in a bag by her feet, she spotted Amelia approaching. She smiled instantly, knowing that the girl was usually nothing but cheer. "Hey! Nothing really. Naomi just ran off somewhere and I'm ready to go back to bed," she explained. "What about you? Where have you been hiding all morning?" It probably had something to do with dance since that seemed to be the girl's entire life. Not that Zoey blamed her. She had seen Amy dance before and the girl was quite good.

Zoey was glad to see Naomi return, not just because she loved her friend, but because she was getting tired of having to repeat the same speech to passing freshman every two minutes. Naomi had been voted president for a reason, and her enthusiasm and dedication to the sorority were two that topped the list. However, she didn't seem to be in as good of a mood as she had left in and maybe it was out of her own dislike for him, but Zoey wanted to blame Jack. Naomi's request for alcohol wasn't unusual and Zoey knew she was pulling a Sam, but she shook her head. "Do you really think a good citizen like me is going to give alcohol to two underage girls this early in the day?!" she asked sarcastically. Zoey was frequently the one making checklists of what types of liquor everyone wanted when she made her almost daily runs to the liquor store. Still, at least when she was sober, she did take on a bit of a maternal role in the house and since she had no plans to remain sober today, someone was going to need to be coherent enough to represent Zeta.

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Leave it to Zoey to suddenly turn responsible when she received a request for alcohol. Not that Naomi wasn't appreciative for it since it did remind her that she was supposed to be behaving, and not being reckless. She sighed as Amelia returned her hug, sticking her tongue out at Zoey before exclaiming petulantly, "Thanks, mom. You suck." Naomi then turned her attention to Amelia fully.

She had fallen madly in love with Amelia's energy from day one and they've been close ever since. The fact that they connected that easily and they both were performers really solidified Naomi's love for her, which was why Naomi had been so happy when Amelia became her little sister. They spent a lot of time goofing off and choreographing routines at the Zeta house - too much time, really, but it was always fun. Naomi hadn't realized it until Amelia had gotten there, but the Zetas needed another person like that and if willing, she could definitely see Amelia as her vice-president next year and the possible president once Naomi graduated, but she wasn't going to tell the dance major that. Not yet, anyway. "You're the best." She said as Amelia set her IPod up. Suddenly, their music overpowered the Betas and Naomi could feel the familiar tingle of excitement in her soul once the music filled the space.

Naomi fell into the rhythm only a second after Amelia, beckoning a few Zetas who had seen Amelia and Naomi messing around with the song too many times to not pick up on a few moves. She moved seamlessly - free and unbothered by the obvious attention she was getting. That's what performing did for her; it brought Naomi to another realm where the outside world didn't matter and all she needed to do was feel the music as it thrummed in her veins. Jack could have very well been watching and she wouldn't have given one single fuck. She laughed when they came to the patty cake section of the dance, the sound bubbling from her mouth uncontained and carefree, before falling back into the routine with a pop, grinning at the sight of interested freshmen who were getting in the groove. Ending on a slight pose, Naomi quirked an eyebrow at Amelia's words, not knowing where she was going but obviously trusting her.

When the song changed and Amelia began fooling around, Naomi clutched her belly, her laugh loud and thoroughly amused before she too got involved. It didn't matter if there was a routine to this; it was just to have fun and be free. She pointed over to where Miles and Sam were, beckoning them and even pointed to Bennett to see if he would come over. She pulled in a few freshmen who, at first, were wary on joining, but Naomi wasn't taking no for an answer and yanked them on over anyway. They danced and grooved beneath the Florida sun. Naomi slowly winded her body and even twerked on a few fellow Zetas. All too soon, the music stopped and the crowd that gathered applaued, and someone had wrapped their arms around her waist from behind, causing a surprised squeak to blurt past her lips before Naomi recognized them. Grinning, the crowd dispersed, with a good number of the girls coming over to talk to the Zetas and Naomi more than willing to talk them, swiping at the sweat that had gathered on her brow. As she came back to their side of the booth, she swiped a Jell-O-shot and downed it, only to be surprised by the bite of alcohol. She immediately glanced at Zoey. "Why am I not surprised!" She exclaimed, not really mad but with a playful and chastising tone.

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."Well looks who's big man on campus. Lead the way. "
He smirked, generally amused at being called a big man on campus. In a sense, he was, given his status at the Sigma house along with all the parties they threw. Growing up he was never one to be very popular, but college had changed that a bit. He had always liked parties and having fun in the most exciting forms he could imagine, but college gave him a place to find people to do it with him, and he found that important. Being at the Sigma house built a family for him that he knows he didn't have before. Even after graduating, some of the brothers he'd probably keep in touch with for as long as he was able.

Karma nudged him, "You could have warned me that your whole frat house are sports illustrated fans. I've never seen guys get that excited about a girl they've already seen half naked. " he laughed, figuring it was a joke because probably every boy on campus had seen half naked at least once. On the contrary, he hadn't even recognised her until she brought it up. Then it clicked of course. She laughed at that, possibly a little too hard, but it was cute and he couldn't help but chuckle as well. In general so far he found her to be quite charming in an adorable way. She was girlish in the way she walked and stood beside him. Innocent in some way, maybe childish but she was obviously mature. Playful would be the right word maybe. Or just flirty. Even when she asked him curiously about all the girls he was probably fucking he smiled.

"From what I can tell you can have any girl here and if I had to guess I'd say you've had your fair share so why are you parading a freshman, though a super hot freshman if I do say so myself, around? " He raised an eyebrow at her, amused. "Sorry if that's a bit blunt. " She bit her lip. See, adorable, he thought.

"Well," he began, "if you must know, It is true, you are super hot," he quoted, "and yeah maybe that's why I noticed you jogging by, but I don't know. You seem fun. In a person way. Someone who's up for an adventure. You're easy to talk to, from what I've experienced, and it seems like people are generally drawn to you. I see that as a good sign." He smiled, being sincere with his words. He did believe all the things he said, but considered he could be completely wrong. He hardly knew her. "Does that sound accurate?"

He slipped his hand onto her back again, directing her towards the fair while she looked down at her phone. Her blond hair brushed his fingers lightly, and he couldn't help but watch her as she texted her friends and put her phone away again. She was quite beautiful, no one could deny that. Even now as they stood on the outside of the event he could feel people glancing over and giving their stares for a moment.

She smiled turning to him, "I have to find Elysia's booth. I don't know if you know her? She's the president of the Alpha's? I've known her since we were three so she's like the big sister I always wanted. I have to see Naomi's too. I met her during orientation and she's kinda trying to get me to be a Zeta."

He raised his eyebrow, "A Zeta?" he nodded, "I think you'd fit in pretty well.. Alpha? You're too nice to be an Alpha. But I can show you both of the booths. If you don't mind I'll be taking you to the only actually important booth first." He laughed. "Which I probably should've been at already, but I couldn't pass up getting to show you around. Wasn't sure if I'd ever get the opportunity again."

He lead her to the Sigma's booth, pacing himself a bit faster than average. "Nice of you to join us, pal." Miles sarcastically spit towards Kyle as he approached the table. "I’m going to go ahead and take it that you didn’t put any of this together? Looks fine but we could’ve done better, don’t you think?"

"What?" he exclaimed, "Miles it looks great. If it were done any better then I couldn't take credit for any of it." He joked, slapping Miles on his back in a friendly manor. He knew Miles was probably annoyed at him, but Kyle had planned out a good part of it and organized the Sophomores to set it up. The booth was fine and no one would remember what it looked like tomorrow anyway. He followed Miles' gaze to Emerson, who was currently making her appearance into the fair. It was kind of like watching a movie, slow motion, her short hair being tossed over her shoulder. All the Alphas kind of seemed to walk in slow motion. At least Kyle imagined it that way for his own amusement. He knew Miles still had some baggage from he and Em's relationship, but in Kyle's opinion it was maybe for the best. Lucky, Sam came to divert the attention.

Along with a bottle of alcohol and Zoey, Sam approached the two.
"I don't think we did too bad, The douches will gravitate to Jack, the geeks to Emery, and we'll be left with the good ones.
Kyle smiled in agreement.
"I will say, though, that those burgers the Betas are cooking smell pretty good. You wanna grab some for me and Zoe?" Sam asked Miles.

Kyle cut in then,"By the way," he said, "I want you all to meet my lovely new friend, Karma." He took her hand and pulled her closer to the two of them since she'd been standing a bit away. He smiled his classic smirky grin. He leaned closer to Miles, speaking a little quieter, "and if you don't mind she'll be the reason I'm not managing the booth.." He knew he was pulling some strings, but it's not like it was hard to manage and he figured as punishment Miles would put him in charge of cleaning things up. Which, in turn, he would actually do.

He hadn't really looked at Zoey yet since she'd arrived, but he took a moment to look at her now. Her caught her eyes, only for a moment, but maybe held them too long. He smiled slowly at her, then widely as he looked back to Miles and Sam. Whatever happened between Zoey and him was the past, and he was happy to see Sam and her together. Besides, Karma could be promising, he thought as he gave her hand a small squeeze.

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Karma was pleased with Kyle's response. "Spot on gorgeous. ". It was pretty damn accurate if she was honest with herself. She usually liked having a little mystery. She didn't do it to be coy or anything like that. More like she always felt that you should leave them wanting more. Especially guys like Kyle. Even though she didn't have much practice with guys, she leaned from some of the hottest women in the world how to intrigue a man without tricking him. However for some strange reason she felt no need to be wary of him.

She bit her lip when he mentioned he didn't want to risk missing an opportunity to show her around. " You wouldn't have. I go for runs every morning at six am and at eight pm. Your house is on my route too so I'd estimate that if your a early riser you'd see me twice a day if not you'd see me once and it you hadn't made a move I would have sweetheart. " She said with a cheeky grin.

She laughed lightly at his assessment that she would fit in with the Zetas better. " Oh please you have to say that, they're your sister house." She grinned up at him and winked. As soon as they arrived at his booth, Miles, who she had already met was on him. She couldn't help the little shot of pleasure she got when Kyle took her hand. When Kyle introduced her to Miles she sent Miles a wink, " We've actually already met" She said lightly kissing miles on his cheek European style, "Freshman orientation. Tiny dress, big blonde curls. " she added helpfully. She loved that dress, it was a baby doll dress that rested way high up on her thigh. She paired it with over the knee socks, a pair of light blue doc martens and a tiny backpack. Super adorable, it made her feel like a baby doll. She nodded at Sam and sent him a small smile before smiling at Zoey.

When she felt Kyle squeeze her hand she gently squeezed his back and snuggled deeper into his side. She didn't miss Kyle saying that he was going to miss managing the booth to stay with her. Lightly, she bit her lip to hold back a grin. She turned to look for Naomi or Elysia and spotted a familiar pair of hooded sharp green eyes. Bennett, one of the freshmen said his name was Bennett. When his eyes met hers and she realized she had gotten caught looking she simply smiled widely and grinned. She spotted Jack too and smiled. She met Jack when he and Elysia had gone to school together but she doubted he remembered her much.

Finally she found Naomi and grinned when she saw them dancing. " Well want to brave the Alpha's or risk getting dragged into dancing?" She said quirking an eyebrow.

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Naomi grinned back at Zoey, shaking her head with amusement. While anyone else would have been upset since the Jell-O-shots were supposed to be minor-friendly for the sake of the school, leave it to Zoey to just say, "fuck it." And Naomi, despite how moral or how much of a good girl she could be, just loved being bad and could only be grateful. "Have I told you much I love you lately?" She exclaimed, waving to a few freshmen from orientation week. Her eyes fell on Karma and Kyle, who weren't that far away and Naomi quirked an eyebrow. She glanced from Karma to Kyle, and then back to Karma again with a questioning smirk. She even almost missed Zoey's questions with her curiosity, but glanced back to her best friend once it clicked in her head.

"Actually, that sounds like a great idea. We have an hour before the jamboree and no one's doing anything. I'll put it in a mass text," she said and pulled out her phone before considering. As much as she knew that some of her friends hung out with people she didn't really talk to, why not invite everyone she liked? Everyone could chill out and if they didn't like each other, they could always just not show up. It wasn't going to kill her. Besides, it was hot and she wanted the col water of the ocean on her skin. Not to mention to wear the new bikini she had bought with her mother's new boytoy's money. "Emery? Hmm...I think he was at the Alpha table, not really sure." The placement this year definitely put certain houses by people they normally wouldn't be associated with. Maybe it was the school's new way of creating relationships, she surmised while typing out her message, hoping she didn't forget anyone.

To: Bennett, Sam, Miles, Sierra, Amy, Poppy, Giselle, Daniel, Emery
Idk what y'all plan 2 do, but Zetas r hittin up da beach b4 da jamboree. Any1's invited.

Biting her lower lip softly, Naomi glanced over at the Beta table before shaking her head. She really needed to stop doing this. She was making herself obvious the more she looked in his direction. However, she also couldn't help it and decided to interact with people as a distraction, but not before sending one more text.

To: Jack
Didn't think I'd invite ur guys 2 da beach w/out u. Didn't want u 2 be lonely, Reynolds. Don't ever say I didn't do anything 4 u

Her first target was Karma, who hadn't drifted off yet and who Naomi was more than happy to greet. Side-stepping a few people who were in line for either Beta or Zeta foods, Naomi made her way to the blonde, smiling widely. "Hey, gorgeous. You look great!" She exclaimed and nodded to Kyle with the smile still present. "Hey, Kyle." Naomi turned back to Karma then. "See any booths you liked yet? Ooh, and what are you both doing after this? The Zetas and a few other people are hitting up the beach before the jamboree." She stated, including Kyle in the end. After all, who the hell didn't like the beach?

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Sam wasn't surprised when Kyle waltzed over with a stunning freshman glued to his side. He introduced her as a friend but Sam was sure that if there weren't already some "benefits" in that friendship, there would be by the end of the week. He assumed that there was already more going on between the pair though. She was only a freshman, so they must have met recently, but living in the room next to Kyle meant that Sam often heard more than he wanted to from Kyle's room. Luckily, the Sigma walls were pretty thick, but he could have sworn that he'd heard a higher pitched, muffled voice on the other side of the wall last night. He gave her a quick up and down look, trying to figure out where he recognized her from more than actually checking her out, before giving up and settling with a polite smile. "Nice to meet you, I'm Sam," he offered before Miles gave her a fair warning on Kyle. As Miles left to get food, Sam lagged behind a bit, only to offer Kyle a quick smirk and thumbs up as he nodded his head towards the young blonde. Miles had good reason to tell Karma to be careful with Kyle but simply judging by the girl's beauty and demeanor, he probably needed to watch his back too.

Sam thanked Miles for the burgers he returned with, but didn't have time to say much more to him, as the Sigma president reluctantly made his way to the Zeta booth. Music had started playing and as he glanced in that direction, he spotted a crowd forming around a few people dancing. He didn't see Zoey in the mix but wasn't going to interrupt the show, so before returning to his girlfriend, he made a pit stop at the Kappa booth. "Is Andy around?" he asked one of the sophomores who stood at the edge of their booth.

"He's at the Theta table with Poppy, I think," the guy responded simply.

Sam nodded but as he turned away, couldn't stop himself from smiling slightly. He should have known. Andrew was his closest friend in the Kappa house and one of the smartest guys he knew at Fulton. It shocked him how someone so intelligent, kind and insightful hadn't realized yet that Poppy wasn't the perfect girl for him yet. The two seemed to click just as well as he and Zoey, and maybe even better since both of them seemed too sweet for the the constant bickering he and Zoey engaged in.

When he returned to the Zeta table, he found the music lowered, Naomi and Amelia gone, and Zoey chatting with a freshman. "A burger for my lady," he said playfully as he slid the plate in front of her and took a seat on the empty chair next to her. He'd probably have to get up when Naomi or another real Sigma representative showed up, but everyone seemed preoccupied with other things at the moment. He had gotten to the booth after Dorothy had finished speaking, and with a hot burger in front of him, he wasn't paying attention enough to the girls' conversation enough to offer more than a friendly smile to her.

To: Naomi
I'm in


He responded to Naomi's text quickly, knowing that if she was going, Zoey most likely was as well. He spent the past summer and many before as a lifeguard for the Disney World water parks and resorts, but even after a grueling routine, he could never get enough of the water.

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"Of course it's a great idea, I came up with it," Zoey responded with a smile as she watched Naomi tap away at her phone screen as she invited the others. She pulled her phone out to do the same thing, but since she shared a majority of her friends with Naomi, there was only one friend who she could think of who the invite probably hadn't been extended to. Grace. Just as she began to text her, she received a text from the Alpha reading, "Elysia hates me. Come say hi to me <3". "Speaking of the devil..." she muttered, barely noticing as Naomi disappeared again from the booth. Grace's text wasn't really surprising, especially since Zoey had suspected something was up when she didn't spot her at the Alpha table earlier. However, she didn't exactly have a whole lot of sympathy for Grace in this instance either. From what Zoey knew of her, Elysia could be a complete bitch, but Grace was no sheep either. Besides, she had chosen the Alpha house for a reason and had probably dealt with girls far worse than Elysia when she was rushing.

To: Grace
I'm too tired to get up :P. Come to the beach before the jamboree? Jack's gonna be there ;D

She may not have commented on it, but Zoey had definitely caught Naomi's eyes lingering on Jack moments before. Naomi didn't have to hide it from her though, since Zoey was well aware of whatever it was she had with the Beta President. The mere fact that both of them hid their relationship from the rest of the world was enough of an indication to Zoey that they shouldn't be involved with each other though. Even though Zoey thought that Jack would be lucky to get a girl like Naomi, she was going to do everything in her power to prevent Naomi from stooping to that level. She had no need to doing anything outside of the bedroom with an ass like Jack Reynolds. Maybe that was why she didn't mind playing along with Grace's crush on Jack, and at times like now, even encouraging it. When she saw Naomi giving him looks like that, she feared that her best friend really was falling for him and if she had to toss someone just as selfish onto him to prevent that, she would.

The traffic around their booth had slowed momentarily, but just as she was about to text Sam and demand he hurry up with their food, a girl who had been hovering over the food table spoke up. Zoey glanced up, slightly surprised to see someone show up alone, as most of the freshman tended to travel in packs during the first few weeks on campus. Everyone was trying to find their niche and making friends was an essential part of having a fun freshman year. This girl didn't appear to be bothered by traveling solo and was actually quite friendly.

"Our President, Naomi, made them so I'm not surprised," Zoey smiled, tempted to take one for herself since Sam had apparently fallen off of the face of the earth with her food. "I don't know if anything here can compare to the nachos she makes when we're wasted though," she added, more to herself than to the freshman. Anything seemed to taste good to Zoey after shotgunning a few beers, though.

The girl had definitely heard the remark though, because her next comment was, "So, do I have it right that you guys are like, the party sorority?"

"I mean, we definitely know how to have a good time," she responded, trying to be careful with her words. Maybe she was just in one of her maternal moods, but she felt like the freshman in front of her was still young. At her age, Zoey probably already had the tolerance level of a 30-year-old man, but she wasn't going to corrupt anyone. Not until they officially pledged Zeta, anyway. She leaned closer, "Unless you want to spend the next four years in a stuffy blazer or sitting alone in the library, Zetas your best bet, though." Okay, maybe she was biased, but she wasn't in the mood to recite the list of charity events they volunteered at last year and how being a Zeta would help her professionally down the line. Besides, Zoey was sure that at least the Alphas were going to be ruthless in their attempt to get every decent-looking girl to rush Alpha. Not because they planned on allowing them all to join, but just to be able to say that they rejected an insane number of them to make themselves look more exclusive.

This girl seemed like Zeta material, anyway. Realizing that she hadn't even caught the girl's name yet, she decided to introduce herself. "I'm Zoey, by the way. A senior Zeta," she reached out a hand to Dori. "Let me know if you have any questions, and the other Zetas are floating around too if you want to talk to them. Amy's a sophomore, super nice... she was dancing over here earlier but I don't know where she ran off to. She's a good one to talk to though, so if you see her, feel free to ask her anything. She just rushed last year so she'll tell you that we aren't too mean," she winked. "And obviously Naomi's good to talk to too. She just ran off somewhere but if you have any major questions, stick around for a few and she'll be back."

She had ignored Sam's interruption minutes before but once she finished her semi-helpful response to Dori, she acknowledged him. "Took you long enough," she said, wanting to sound angry but not being able to sound more than slightly annoyed as she made eye contact with him.

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As the boys that were interested in the Sigma’s booth dispersed and took to look at the other houses booths, Miles’ eyes focused again on his ex-girlfriend, whose sight always either infuriated him or infatuated him. There was rarely ever n in between with Emerson and the way Miles felt for her. He was either head over heels for her or he was fed up with her entirely, and perhaps that’s why their relationship suffered every time that it did. Both were very head strong in everything that they did and both felt everything and did everything intensely. When Emerson and Miles fought, it was always a fight to bring down the walls of a house or bad enough to have the neighbors peek out their windows in the middle of the night. But when they loved, they loved enough to give color to a world in black and white. At the moment Miles resented Emerson and Elysia for their relationship; he didn’t know who he hated more though, Elysia for attempting to break them up or Emerson for allowing it to happen. He likes to think he hates them both equally but everyone knows that Miles can’t truly hate Emerson – no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t.

Miles was caught off guard when Thatcher approached him asking if there was something he could do to help. The boy still had sleep lines across face and his hair was very slightly disheveled. Miles looked around the booth and scratched his head in thought. “Uhmm, yeah Thatcher…” Miles looked back at Naomi and remember the invite to the beach. “Help me clean this up,” Miles continued, “A few of us are hitting the beach. Help me put the cooler in my car and put the table and shit back.”
Miles tried to call out to Sam and Kyle to get help putting things away so they can get a head start to the beach to set up some coolers and speakers for music.

As Miles and Thatcher started to pull their things together, Bennett stood nearby having a conversation with Karma. She introduced herself, “Karma, Karma Cohen.” Her name for some reason brought a smile to Bennett’s face, he thought it was a pretty name, but then she continued, “I’m a freshman.” Bennett gently chuckled at the fact. He shook hands with the girl as she introduced herself – her hands were soft, Bennett thought. He shook back, “Bennett, Bennett Atkins. I’m a sophomore.” He said smiling back at her. Soon after the girl ran off, promising she’d be back quickly. Bas watched her hop off, shrieking, as she met with a friend. He smiled as she hopped up and down, shrieking god knows what into the other girls face. There was an instant attraction to the girl – so much so that Bennett completely forgot that she was seconds earlier attached to Kyle’s hip.

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By three in the afternoon, a few of the non-Greek organizations had begun cleaning up their areas and dispersing and when twenty minutes passed, so had some of the Zetas. They were still in the process of moving things since the fair had drawn to a close and the setting up for the jamboree would be commencing soon. Naomi had sent off Kyle, Bennett, and Karma after a few more minutes, not really thinking about inviting Kyle to their beach excursion - not out of not wanting him there, but because it had slipped her mind until he had already disappeared into the crowd. Besides, Miles would tell him, right? Before they began cleaning up their own section, Naomi had run across a new girl near the Zeta booth who had been talking to Zoey. Once Karma had confirmed that she needed a ride and Naomi had agreed to be such, she had returned to her girls and seen the rusher checking out snacks and talking to other members. When one of the Zetas saw Naomi, they pointed her out to the new girl, whose name she had been told was Dori. "Hey, well, I'm Naomi. We'll probably start heading out soon, but you should come to the beach. A few friends and such are gonna be there, and who knows? You might just fall in love with us." She had said, ending on a wink before waving the girl off and making plans.

While Naomi had gotten Ever, Rebecca, and Angel and a few other notable Zetas who weren't going to the beach to assist more with the cleaning up, she still found herself helping out - not because no one was following her orders, but because she didn't want to put everything on them. She had just returned a few of the tables given by the Student Government Association when she decided to send out another mass text, including Thatcher who she hadn't seen at the fair at the time.

To: Daniel, Zoey, Karma, Bennet, Miles, Zoey, Amelia, Sierra, Sam, Poppy, Giselle, Thatcher
Headed back 2 my house 2 get changed. Any1 who needs a ride, c u in 30 mins. Otherwise, c evry1 at the beach :D

Sliding her phone away and waving off Lianne, Naomi headed in the direction of the Zeta house. She was immediately swamped with girls running in and out of their living space; some because they were going to be late for classes or work, and others simply because they had plans for the rest of the afternoon. Laughing at one of the girls who practically squealed upon seeing her boyfriend and practically pouncing on him, Naomi closed the door behind herself and jogged upstairs to get to her room. Luckily for her, being a senior and a president had its perks, which included a slightly larger room, which was a single. She definitely appreciated that, she realized, as the silence there was enough to remind her that she did, in fact, have plans. Running her hands over her face lightly, she decided to take a quick shower. It was a thing of hers; she could never change in to one outfit without at least taking a quick dip in the shower unless she was getting ready for bed. Once out, she applied a sunblock on her smooth skin with the same warm, sweet and nutty fragrance she was known for. Afterwards, Naomi rifled through her selection of swimwear before deciding upon one of the newer ones. She hadn't actually meant it when she told Jack that she had been planning on wearing a new bikini; she just needed something to say to get back at him. However, she liked the strappy zebra-print bikini her mom had picked out in her attempts at winning the "Mother of the Year" award. "Yeah, right," she muttered to no one in particular at the thought before finishing up.

Once she was officially ready dressed and her bag was full with her towel, wallet, and a few books and magazines to read, Naomi slid on some sunglasses and was applying some rose oil lip balm as she descended back down the stairs. The house was only a bit quieter with the sound of pitter-pattering from various rooms and the hallways. With about ten minutes to spare, Naomi traipsed into the kitchen to make herself a smoothie, which consisted of strawberries, bananas, vanilla yogurt, and blueberries. Once it had gotten to a smooth consistency (she hated ice in smoothies), she poured the thick liquid into a travel cup with an attachable lid and straw. She took a sip just to taste it and while sucking that down leisurely, walked out of the house, ready to hang out at the beach. Naomi walked across the street to her 2014 Tahoe, climbing in and cranking on the radio while she waited for people.

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While the top portion of Naomi's body was kept in the vehicle, the rest of her leggy form was on full display, her long legs hanging out the driver's side door comfortably. It was when her phone buzzed that she pulled herself completely in the vehicle. crawling to an upright position to fully type out a response to Amelia.

To: Amy
Idk about both, we'll see

It wasn't that she was trying to exclude either Kellin or Kyle. Once Amelia, Bennet, and Karma arrived, she would have only one seat left unless someone wanted to sit in her trunk. Granted, it was spacious enough, at least for a female body and Naomi herself used to love sitting back there when she was in someone else's car because she could take a nap. However, unless someone wanted that or opted to lap up, there was no way all of them were fitting in the car unless everyone wanted to be squeezed in. She didn't have to wait long for her fellow Zeta because Amy was soon walking over and in retaliation to the girl's stuck out tongue, Naomi made a goofy face, which consisted of her tongue sticking out on the side and her eyes going to the sides. "Hello, my love." She said and smiled at Amy's sign of affection. At the compliment, Naomi swiped at the curly strands she left from the updo dramatically while exclaiming, "I try!"

Naomi giggled a beat afterwards as Amelia climbed into the passenger seat and pulled her own legs upwards, her lithe form allowing for her feet to rest on the seat and tucked firmly towards her plopped bum. Considering the fact that she wasn't known for sitting in certain positions for too long, her actions and show of her flexibility weren't uncommon. She peered down at her phone and answered Amelia distractedly, "Um, go ahead. These people need to hurry up. There's a wave calling my name." The last part was directed more to herself, or to the folks she was waiting for and as she swiped over the screen of her phone with her thumb, Naomi also reached over to the cup holder for her smoothie to sip on it. Luckily, it didn't take long for Bennet to text her just a few seconds before Kellin appeared. Smiling back at the blue-haired beauty, Naomi sent out several messages.

To: Karma
Hurry! Ur seat might get taken ;p

To: Bennet
Then u better hurry up

To: Zoey
Got a full car. Ride with Tori and the others, or Miles and Sam. Srry, love.

To: Daniele, Giselle, Poppy, Miles, Sam, Thatcher
Heading out soon. If I don't c u at the beach, c u later. Too hot 2 b waiting around