((Set a few days, two weeks at most from this rp))

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Abby was checking herself twice in her pocket mirror to make sure she was looking her best. She was sure Ben was going to blow a gasket since he was waiting on her, but first impressions are everything when mingling with people for the first time. Satisfied, she started walking towards her fiance, taking his hand in hers. “How is this different from the other party you wouldn't take me to?” She looked up at him with a tilted head, “I won't be sitting down eating crumpets and sipping tea will I? I do that already whenever my mother has her bookclub.” And GOD was it boring, especially since she was the only young adult there and not by choice.



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Ben watched her approach and two thoughts flashed through his mind. The first was a very primal urge to completely ruin her outfit in the most satisfying way possible, the second was an observation about how she was going to stick out like a sore thumb. With a huff of a laugh he guided her towards his truck, “Princess I can guarantee there won't be any crumpets and the only tea they might have will be something spiked.” He had found out about the sorority party from Ken, who Ben would have sworn was somewhere in the rainbow but apparently just really ‘in touch with his feminine side’... whatever that meant. But it did mean that Ben was pretty damn sure that the party would hit all the ‘normal people’ markers that Abby was looking for and he didn’t have to worry about the place turning into a bloodbath if someone got too handsy.

There were going to be drinks, crappy snacks, music that was just trash, and possibly sex in the various bedrooms out of sight, but unlike some other parties there would be no mass orgies out in the open or drugs being passed around like candy. A ‘respectable’ party. A college party. One that might or might not be busted by the cops for noise ordinances but definitely not for anything illegal.

His assumptions were put to the test by the time they actually made it to the party as the entire place was crawling with college students. They were even spilling out into the yard even though it was ******** cold. “Stick close,” He practically had to shout as they entered the old brick building, it was the only way to be heard over the throbbing trash they called music. He was going to have a headache, he just knew it.



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Stick close huh?

Abby took in everything around her with wide eyes.

So THIS is what it's like to go to a normal college? Amazing and disgusting at the same time! Oh! There was a couple kissing in the corner just like some of the scrappy teen movies she used to sneak and watch! There was also a big bursting bowl of punch that Ben said would be spiked! Should she try a bit for the ‘experience’? Maybe later~ Now, Abby knew she should at least keep Ben within viewing range but there was so much to look and see!

Nodding absently to her fiance's request, Abby was already wandering away, thankful she was a bit closer to 5’4 with her heels. It made it a bit easier to look around and observe college students in their natural habitat. She spotted a gaggle of girls looking her way with curiosity, while she saw a guy she didn't recognize coming closer. Welp, better to be with the same sex than the opposite, so she made a beeline for the group of girls, giving a friendly smile with a wave.

The first girl, a brunette waved back, holding her red cup of unknown liquid, “Hummmn, you're cute!” She smiled, “What are you? A sophomore or junior in high school? This party is a bit too mature for you don't you think?” Another girl chimed in, black hair this time, “Kate she came in with Ben! Maybe she's his little sister? Does he even have a little sister?” The girls looked at each other and laughed. “Look, you might want to find your big brother, at least before one of us does and you can't get home.”

Abby was…Annoyed.

Yes, she is small.

Yes, she is short.

YES, she has a baby face.

But that doesn't mean she was about to take flack from a bunch of college girls, especially if they are alluding to having sex with HER fiance. Clearing her throat politely to get their attention, Abby raised an eyebrow, “So, because I am petite and short, you think I am a highschooler? That's very assuming of you…” she tilted her head, blue eyes flickering dangerously, “I do not have to prove what my age is to people that don't matter…However, if you talk down to me while telling me how you are going to seduce my fiance, I will personally show you just how grown I am.”

The group of girls went silent for a minute before giggling, “oh? I really don't see what Ben could see in a tiny thing like you.” The black haired girl pushed her breasts together, “Last time I checked, your fiance likes girls of a much thicker persuasion. In fact, I remember having a good time with him last hookup.” The brunette chimed in, “Imagine Ben with something like that! God she would break in half! No better yet, pieces.”

Okay, Abby had reached her limit.

Since she was not allowed to take starseeds, the small blonde moved away to see if she could find Ben to prove the birds wrong.



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He had thought she was right behind him as he wove his way through the crowd. He was going to get them both some bottled water, unopened really was the best bet, and maybe see what was put out in the kitchen to feed them both, so when he turned around right outside of the kitchen and didn’t see her he paused, scanning the room.

“Bennett,” A purring voice dripped into his ear at almost the same time a familiar pressure was wedged against his arm. “I wasn’t expecting you here.” Ben glanced down to spot a raven haired woman with more curves than clothes at the moment. She seemed familiar but he couldn’t place her, a shame really since he should have remembered such a woman. A very Esmerelda meets early Catherine Zeta Jones vibe.

“I’m here with my fiance, so if you will excus-” He was about to step away when he was stopped with a hand on his arm. Soon he wasn’t facing the room but the woman, and she was definitely pressed up against him, and he had nowhere to go with the wall behind him and her in front.

“Who ever said she needed to know. You know,” She ran a hand up his shirt, “You really were worth the trouble. We should see if that is still the case.”

Ben glowered down at her, keeping his hands off of her by sheer will because he suspected if he touched her they might be dragging him out in handcuffs. This was why he hated these parties. When it was casual sex and drinking it was fun but now… now he was damn near married and he didn’t want the kind of smoke such a scene would cause.



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Now, Abby considered herself a proper lady, and successfully conducted herself like one every single chance she gets. Such is the way of being an Evans…Act like your rich but don't let people KNOW you're rich. So, when she saw her fiance in a corner with one of the girls from earlier all over him, she crossed her arms for a second…Thought about what she should do, then marched over towards the girl that thought she was being sexy and attractive. “You know…Desprate wasn't a look I thought you would conjure up.” She raised her eyebrow and tilted her head, long blonde locks falling to the side, “Please remove yourself from my fiance…I’m sure he tried to warn you and like the dumb bird you are, you decided to ignore him and throw your breasts at him like some two-bit whore.”



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Ben smirked as Abby came over like an Valkyrie, ready to do battle. Her verbal jabs provided enough shock for him to shake off the other woman and slip away from her general vicinity. “Hiya Princess,” He bent down to give her a kiss on the temple, before looking over at the other chick. “Look, I don’t remember you so I guess the last time we spent time together wasn’t very memorable. I am engaged and I’m not interested so since my fiance is too polite to say it, I will… Go the ******** away.”

The woman stared, wide-eyed, before letting out an insulted little screech and huffing away, her hair, and a**, bouncing as she flounced through the crowd. Ben watched her go with cold eyes, “Good lord. The temptation to snap a neck or two is strong.” He glanced down at Abby and asked, “So, is this normal enough for you?”


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