I am currently five shots deep and it hasn't even hit 10AM yet. College basketball just really brings it out of you to drink and drink hard.

Lacey is absolutely smashed out of everyone here. Minus the guy who just puked in a bush and pretty sure we also got a picture of it behind our picture. After we took our group pictures Lacey passed out on the brick wall of the porch for a bit of time. Q is watching her while we continue taking pictures.

The whole backyard is scattered with Carolina blue and white. I am part of the crowd with my cropped Carolina blue sweatshirt and a pair of white leggings. I took the risk on wearing the white leggings and I just pray no one spills anything on me. The jungle juice especially.

I am currently awaiting my picture opportunity with Tori. We nominated some random guy today for taking pictures of us because after our group photo with all the guys. Q insisted he had should watch Lacey so we grabbed this random guy. I am currently nursing a beer perched on the edge of the porch. While watching Julie, Tori and our friend, Lenna take more pictures. Her boyfriend is a senior on the basketball team so she is wearing his jersey paired with white shorts and sweatshirt underneath it. She is a junior who we met one time when she helped me take Rae home from a frat party.

"Okay! C you are up with Lenna!" Julie yells at me as a frat dude pushes past her. The brother checks me out and I almost puke as I brush past him to get to Julie. I glance back at passed out Lacey and sigh in relief when I watch Q and Coop guarding her. She seems more responsive than she was before and is scrolling through instagram. Tori runs past me taking my drink from my hand just incase. I thank her and stand beside Lenna.

"Oh my god, my baby, Carter," she says giving me a squeeze. I laugh slightly swaying cause of the shots and beer that are churning in my stomach right about now. Lenna has the gorgeous long blonde hair and baby blue eyes and I am so jealous of the girl. She is also like a standing 5'10 that I am jealous of.

"Stop," I laugh as I pose for the picture smiling. Once I am done taking pictures with Lenna, Tori, Julie, and a resurrected Lacey, I can finally drink my beer again. If I am going to be as close to court as Lenna promised so we could get a good view of the players AND Rae, I need to be drunk. Wasted actually. I love basketball but everything that has happened with Asher makes my head spin. He was not suppose to see me yesterday, especially for how upset I was. I didn't even make it out last night. Rae stayed back with me since she had to get up early today for cheer. My anxiety got the best of me last night. Some days are better than others and yesterday was one of the worsts.

I stepped out of the dorms for some air to talk to my mom. She usually helps me out when my anxiety gets really bad. I just need to enjoy the day and the night whatever it may hold. Q glances at me with narrowed eyes.

"What?" I ask innocently hopping up onto the wall. Lacey is upright and looking more alert. She takes a sip from her drink shooting me a drunk smile.

"So which one of them is a pledge here and what frat even is this?" Tori asks hoping up onto the wall next to me. Q rolls his eyes at Tori while I look at the brick wall in between my legs. The wall has spray painted Greek letters across it. I glance back up at Tori who has furrowed eyebrows probably trying to read the frats name.

"Alpha gamma?" Tori guesses tilting her head at the spray painted wall. Q chokes on his drink shooting Tori a glare. She frowns, "What?"

"That's a sorority, Tor," Lacey corrects her. Tori releases a loud laugh and so do I. He really might as well be in a sorority, Julie walks over to us looking confused.

"Ha, so fucking funny," Q says hitting Tori's red solo cup. The beer spills all over the grass on the front lawn of the frat pausing Tori's laughter. She shoves Q blocking him from reaching her cup.

"Waste of beer!" Tori snaps at him

For the most part, none of us are in a sorority besides Lacey. She doesn't seem to be in love with all the rules but she seems to enjoy it. Somewhat. Lenna is in one as well. I just never saw a reason for me to join Greek Life. I can still go out and I go out freely. Without the rules and censored posts and chapter on Sunday. Everyone else just didn't feel like they needed to join one.

"I am a pledge and it's Beta Theta Pi," Q tells Tori hopping up onto the wall next to her. "I'm hurt you didn't know that."

Tori makes a face and lightly shoves his shoulder, "Why the hell would I? I'm not a greek mythologist."

"Oh that's right you only speak athlete," Q comments. The four of us shoot him a glare. It's not entirely a lie.

"That's just rude," I respond. I smack the cup from Q's hand and it tumbles to the floor. Q releases a loud groan while Tori and Julie let out laughs of their own.

"And plus I have gone for many frat guys, thank you very much." Lacey hops off of the wall. I join her while Q looks at me with a glare.

"I mean he's got a point," Tori points out. She brushes her curly hair away from her face. I open my mouth to protest but I can't really protest. Athletes have just always been my go to and maybe it's where I go wrong. No, it is definitely where I go wrong. Every. Time.

"Well, I mean he didn't have to call us out like that," I state. Q shoots me a smug smile and I kick his foot. Maybe that's the only reason why I find Asher attractive. Not because of his nice smile, chocolate eyes, fluffy hair, and-

I need to shut up.

"Whatever, what time is it anyways," Q asks Julie. She pulls out her phone from her jeans pocket and taps the screen

"Almost an hour before game. Do you wanna head over?" Julie asks glancing at us. Lacey looks a bit wobbly but she looks a bit more sober than the last time we checked on her.

"Lace? You good?" I ask her lightly poking her bare shoulder. She shoots me a smile nodding her head and drinking from her cup. I think we gave her water or Q did but I can't remember.

"Yup, I am good to go!" Lacey says tucking her blonde hair behind her ears. Tori laughs from next to me reaching across from me to pat her on the leg.

"Atta girl, Lace. Now where is Jules and Lenna?" Coop says knocking Lacey's foot. She gives him a bright smile she still looks like she on Astroworld but a little less pukey.

"I don't know, I think the two of them headed to the keg," Tori states sliding off of the wall. Her Vans meet the ground as she dusts her butt of and my eyes widen in realization.

"Oh fucking come on," I groan loudly making sure not to slide off of the brick. I have completely forgotten that I am wearing white leggings. I turn around and try to see if anything is on my ass.

"Hold on let me check," Tori says turning me around. I turn around and glance at Lacey who is also hopping off of the wall while Q and Coop give us a weird look.

"Girls are weird," Q states as Tori wipes off whatever was on my ass. I stick my tongue out at him and he rolls his eyes at me.

"You're good," Tori states as I turn around to face her. I smile brightly at her but my eye catches Julie and Lenna skipping over to us. Tori turns around too a laughing falling from her parted lips. Julie is being dragged by a very hyper Lenna who is definitely excited to see her boyfriend play today. She wears a big jersey with his number printed on the back and short shorts that are hidden underneath it.

"People! Let's go! We have to be close!" Lenna yells as Coop helps Lacey off of the brick. Julie comes in line with Tori and I a smile plastered on her face watching Lenna jumping. Lenna is a year older than us and her and Kyle are adorable. Although Kyle and his not so happy personality compared to hers is literally night and day.

"I agree, Rae will kill us," Julie says wrapping a piece of her brown hair around her finger. I nod my head in agreement glancing around our group of friends. Which will probably be doubled with Lenna's. Lenna and Rae met when Rae was wasted at a party last semester.

"Do we have everyone?" Q asks us.

"Yeah David and Cam are meeting us there and Lenna?" I ask looking over at Lenna. She shakes her blonde head of hair.

"All my friends are wasted besides Carli so she will just tag along," Lenna states starting to walk towards the sidewalk. People have already started leaving for the game eager to get there since this is our second home game of the season. Our first game was absolutely insane but the first game was before I became "friends" with the basketball team. Plus, I was blacked out. Lenna turns around with a frown, "I'm going to need better energy with y'all!"

"Basketball! Woo!" I yell pumping my arms into the air for emphasis. Q lightly shoves me making me tilt off balance a little but he catches my elbow as I start giggling.

"That's the spirit, Car!" Lenna yells at me as we make our way to the sidewalk. We walk past a guy hunched over a bush and I have to plug my ears so I don't throw up the alcohol in my stomach. Lacey and Coop are yelling loudly behind Q and I, while Tori and Julie are walking in front of us with Lenna.

"Carter," Q says all too seriously for my liking. I crane my neck to look at him his long brown hair with wide eyes.

"What? What did I do?" I ask him chewing on the inside of my lip. He laughs reaching into his pocket with one hand and pushing his sunglasses over his eyes with the other. He whips out two shooters of Ciroc and my jaw drops.

"Oh I fucking love you!" I yell plucking it out of his hand. He shushes me wrapping an arm around my shoulder.

"Shut up you weirdo, we have two more for the game but by the look on your face you might be gone by the time we get there," Q jokes. I gasp shoving him away from me as he cackles like it's the funniest fucking joke ever.

"You're a weirdo," I pout unscrewing the top of the shooter. Q makes a face unscrewing his too.

"Plus, I was thinking-" he says as he clinks it with my own. The two of us glance around us to check for cops before throwing back the small shot. It barely burns my throat but still is not the most pleasant taste ever. I cap it and chuck it onto the grass. "I was thinking that your anxiety might need to be chilled because of Asher and all."

I make another face as Q too tosses the empty shooter to the ground, "The fuck?"

"Don't even bullshit me, Carter Miller. Asher Fletcher is under your skin," Q states poking my side. I jerk to the side almost falling off the sidewalk.

"No he isn't. He's a...friend?" I say almost as though it was a question rather than an answer. Q makes a face and mouths "yeah okay." He drops the subject though and starts picking on Tori in front of us. Asher Fletcher is not under my skin if anything I'm under his. I probably annoy the hell out of him which is why I am so confused as to why the kid even talks to me.

We make it into the arena and my stomach is flipping. I don't even know why it's flipping because he won't even see me. This is his basketball game and I've never seen someone so focused before. We are pretty damn close to the court and both of the teams are doing pregame warmups. I instantly spot Asher's tall frame and his number that sits on the back of his warmup shirt. He looks fucking hot all in his zone for the game.

His hair looks extra fluffy today and his muscles flex as he shoots the ball from behind the three point line. It sinks into the basket with ease as one of his teammates catch it. His face is all business making him look even hotter as he jogs up behind his teammate. I think his name is Robbie if my Instagram stalk of himself was correct. I was in pure shock when I saw he followed me. Rae was just as shocked considering his follow to follower ratio was 300 following and 900k followers.

I might need Q's shot a little quicker than I expected.

"Wowza I should be more sober for these games more often," Tori whistles checking out the other team. Lenna laughs loudly grabbing Tori's bun and turning in her in the direction of our team. We are playing Michigan today and apparently they are pretty good this season.

Well according to ESPN.

I genuinely have no clue. I am starting to feel a bit warm from the shot and definitely need to lean on Q a bit. The sight of Asher and the shot is making my anxiety shoot through the roof. Usually I am able to calm down the sickness in my stomach by thinking of anything other than the thing stressing me out.

"Hello? Carter?" Julie says bringing me out of my stress bubble. I look at her as she studies me with her eyes carefully. "I was wondering if you knew who we were playing."

"Oh Michigan," I respond nodding up at the scoreboard dangling over the court. Coop hits the back of my head making me yelp and swing around to face the boys behind me. "Coop, ow!"

"Rae is flailing her arms at you," Coop says laughing. He points over my shoulder and I turn around to see in fact a flailing Rae. Her hair is curled and in a half up half down style with a bow perched on her head. I laugh and wave a hand back at her. She smiles brightly and sets her hands on her hips.

"She's a fucking goob," Q laughs from behind us. Tori whips around and smacks Q's arm as the team jogs off of the court.

"You're a goob!" Tori states as Q rubs his arm. He sticks his tongue out at her and she does the same.

"Okay, okay children. You are going to miss the best part," Lenna states turning Tori around. The clock counts down to game time. Suddenly I'm hyper aware of the fact I will get to see Asher Fletcher jog out of the locker room in all of his hotness and actually appreciate him. The lights flick off in the arena and the cheers erupt from the crowd with loud hoots and hollers. Especially from the frat boys behind us. I laugh loudly before joining in on the cheers. I watch as the dance team and cheerleaders line the entrance of the locker room as the band begins playing.

"I literally don't think I have ever been this invested in watching the beginning of this!" I yell to Tori and Julie who are beside me. I glance over at Lacey, who was sitting down until just now and she laughs.

"This is the best part, watching these sexy pieces of ass run out, woah baby," Lacey hoots clapping her hands. I laugh at her comment and so does Lenna.

"It helps when you have a boy on the team you are paying attention to!" Lenna yells leaning across us. My eyes widen at her notion. I feel two hands rest on my shoulders and glance up at Q.

"Well slap me on a penny and call me Lincoln, that sounds damn near true, Len," Q says mostly to me. I glare at him and push him off of my shoulders. I am not looking for Asher or whatever. I know Jeremy and uh Jeremy.

Whatever.

"Welcome the UNC men's basketball rams!"

I don't even have time to bite out Q about his comment because the basketball team and all their fucking hotness is jogging out of the locker room. I watch from our side as I see Jeremy's number and jersey hanging off of his back making me yell a little louder for him. The yells become damn near deafening when finally Asher's number comes into view. He's waving his hands up and down and yelling. His muscles flexing as he bro hugs his teammates and dabs them up. Oh fuck he looks hot in his jersey.

I am fucked.