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college au/university meme

college au/university meme

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a) dorm life - sharing a living space with lots of other people your own age can be an adventure on it's own. roomies can be your best friends or a nightmare. but it's guaranteed you won't leave without a story or two.

b) toga! toga! toga! - it's a toga party ala animal house! or maybe another themed party. it's most likely frat-tastic. but hey, the key is to mingle. maybe even hook up or get into a fight. ~~or both.~~

c) go team go! - whether it's tailgating or you're at the game, you're there to root for the home team. or just... be seen. or for the beer/food.

d) study study so mr. a will be your buddy - college can actually be about schooling! in the library, in the dorms, on the quad, with a friend, a lover, a tutor, it doesn't matter where or who you get your study on with, just that you rock that exam.

e) sock on the door - you know what that means. it's time to get busy beneath the sheets (or on top, why not?) in a bed built for one. hopefully your roommate will respect the rule.

f) shots! shots! shots! - let's face it, college can be one giant keg party if you let it. and hey, what's that? there's a kegger tonight? better go and get your drink/high/beer pong/ridiculous behavior on. time to make some of those mistakes you're supposed to 'learn' from!

g) morning after - remember those mistakes you were supposed to learn from? well you can't exactly remember them. waking up on the lawn or in your bed or someone else's doesn't help that much either. and who is this next to you? is that a new tattoo or just a sharpie dick on your face? it's up to you.

h) spring break! - to the beach, to the ski lodge, time to go on an adventure with friends or on your own. check out the slopes or senor frogs, just try to avoid the dreaded hangover.

i) wild card! do what you want! there's no paternal supervision anyways. (bonus points for someone who does a paintball episode)

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[In high school he'd been small, sickly, and unpopular, so the few parties he'd been to back then were awkward and uncomfortable for him. Now that he's gotten a late growth spurt, gained height, muscles and apparent health, there were more party invitations than ever but he still feels awkward and uncomfortable at them.

It wasn't his idea to be here (he'd been busy working on the art history paper due next week), draped in a too-small bed sheet. This is why Steve is hiding in a corner counting the minutes until everyone is drunk and he can sneak back out.]

Man, I've never seen someone look so awkward.

[Bucky looks darn good in a toga, if he were to say so himself. He's even got a fake green wreath of leaves on his head to complete the Greek God appearance.

He offers Steve a plastic cup with beer.]

First toga party?

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[Bucky certainly looks far better than Steve,that's for sure, in a bedsheet that actually fits him and a matching accessory.

He takes the offered cup with a polite smile.]

You could say that. Is it that obvious?

A little.

[He's had a few drinks already, so Bucky's in a good mood. Course, he seems like the type who usually is.]

Nice legs.

[Yeah, that toga definitely doesn't fit, Steve.]

I'm James, but everyone calls me Bucky.

[That cup of beer Bucky offered to him? That's the first one of the night. There had been other offers of stronger stuff that people had snuck in, like tequila, but those he definitely refused.

Steve flushed red at the comment and hurriedly took a sip of the beer.]

Er...thanks. You look good too.

[He offered his free hand.]

I'm Steve. No applicable nicknames.

[He accepted the hand and smiled.]

Thanks. You, uh, want a bigger sheet?

I mean, you look fine, but you seem a little... well, you're hiding in a corner.

[Steve looks relieved at the offer. It's still too early to try to leave without it looking rude but the toga was really too small.]

Is there any bigger? They swore up and down there wasn't. [Giggling all the while so Steve wasn't 100% sure they were truthful about it.

I feel like every time I take a step I'm going to be flashing someone. And well... [Steve shrugs.] I've never been good with parties.

[Bucky laughs.]

Yeah. Come on, man.

[He gestures for Steve to follow him up the stairs to the rooms. One of the doors is opened to a bedroom and Bucky puts his beer down on a desk. Obviously, it's his own room. There's some pictures around that make it known. It's not exactly neat but it's not dirty. Things are just a little out of place.

He opens a closet door and starts looking for a spare sheet.]

So what do you study?

[Steve thinks Bucky has a nice laugh; it's warm and genuine.

He follows Bucky up the stairs and looks curiously around the room, particularly at the photos before putting his beer down as well. Belatedly he realizes that Bucky was probably one of the organizers of the party downstairs.]

Nice place you've got. I'm doing art and business. What about you?

Thanks.

[The photos are mostly old. They show a couple, probably his parents, but since there aren't any photos remotely recent of them, Steve can probably figure out what that means. Another photo has a sign in it: Indiana State Fair.]

I'm just taking general classes. If I have a 2 year degree, I start at a higher rank when I get in the army.

[He pulls down one sheet, but it's not big enough so he tosses it aside.]

I never would've figured you for the art and business type.

[It takes him a moment to figure out what he was seeing and then he feels sad. He's never known his father but his mother is still here and he wouldn't know what to do if she was gone.]

My father was in the army. Thought about it once but I don't think I'm the type to follow orders all the time. [He shrugged and smiled a little.]

What type do I look like then? [He expects something along the lines of sports jock and the like.]

[Bucky looks him over.]

Football star? All American? Homecoming King?

[He holds a pillow case in front of his hips.]

Underwear model?

[Pretty much no one ever thinks he used to be tiny.]

Never been any one of those, no.

[He laughs at the mention of underwear model.] I'll never stop blushing long enough to do that.

The shy type? I like that.

[He tosses the pillow case at Steve, then pulls down a bigger sheet.]

This should do it.

[He's not sure what to do with the pillow case except to fold it neatly and put it on the desk.]

Thanks. [Steve flounders a bit at how to take off the sheet that's pinned on him without tearing it before figuring it out and starts shrugging it off.]

You were all that aren't you? Football star and Homecoming King?

I wouldn't go that far.

[But yeah, he was one of the popular ones. He didn't let it get to his head, though. Should he look away while Steve is taking that off? If Steve starts looking embarrassed, Bucky will turn his back.]

You don't seem like the type for false modesty.

[Steve is pretty much fine stripping down here, especially since there's no people staring and giggling at him. It's when he tries to drape on the new sheet that there's problems.]

Maybe because it's the truth.

[There's no giggling, but there is a bit of staring.]

No, you've got that backwards. Here.

[Bucky steps closer, reaching for the sheet.]

This goes over your shoulder.

[Steve stands at ease as he lets Bucky drape the sheet where it's supposed to go. A bit of staring he can stand, nothing too different from when doctors will tell him to strip down so they can check him over when he was a kid.]

Like this? Thanks.

Yeah. Then just tuck this in here.

[He makes a few minor adjustments and it's done. When he steps back, he can't help but whistle.]

Wow. You look like one of those.. Greek statues or something.

[Like a God or a hero.]

[This time he blushes, a light pink that goes down his face down to his neck and all the way until it disappears behind the bedsheet draped over his chest.]

Nah. Nothing close to it. You look really good though. [Bucky was the one who looks like a gladiator out of the old movies.]

[He smiled at the compliment. Not just because he was complimented, but he thinks Steve genuinely meant it.]

I don't think we'll be able to keep the girls off of you. If you need a room, you can use mine.

[This time, Steve turns really red and shakes his head hurriedly.]

Um..er...thanks for the offer but I don't think I'll need it.

[It's cute watching Steve turn red like that.]

Oh, you got a girlfriend?

[Steve really wishes he could stop blushing like this on command because this is really embarrassing.]

No, no girlfriend. And before you ask, no boyfriend either. [It's probably not good to tell the host of the party you were going to sneak out even before the halfway point.]

B and au'd up the wazoo

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