Chapter One: The Dollhouse
"Lilith Taylor is looking at you!" Gregory said as he tapped my shoulder.
There was no way Lilith was looking at me; she was, 'Oh my god! She was looking at me!' I thought as I turned around and saw her walking my way.
"Ken, right?" Lilith said as she stared at me.
Well, she was staring down at me, but she was right in front of me.
"Look at the fucking nerd, he could hardly speak," one of Lilith's friends said.
"He is totally staring at your boobs," another chimed in.
I couldn't help myself. Lilith stood taller than me; my head was directly at boob level.
'Speak, Kenneth, fucking say anything,' I said as I stared at Lilith's huge boobs in front of me.
"They are bigger than my head," I said out loud.
"Fucking nerds! Why are you bothering to talk to this loser," her friend said.
"We need someone to fix our website, since the other," Lilith stopped as she looked at me. "Couldn't handle it anymore."
"He came in his fucking pants you mean," the other friend said.
Lilith and her friends were members of a sorority, not one of those big-named sororities, but it was gaining traction and popularity within our college.
"Up here," Lilith said as she held my chin and moved it up.
"Hi," I said, seeing her blonde hair, green eyes, and perfect smile with those perfectly white teeth.
"Better?" Lilith asked.
"Much," I nodded.
"So, can you help us?" Lilith asked.
"Sure," I nodded.
"Dude, you don't even know what she said," Gregory said.
"Does it fucking matter, you fucking dork!" the other friend said as she poked Gregory in the chest.
"No, not at all," Gregory said as he backed away from her.
"Chelsea, be nice," Lilith said. "Come by our house at four, and I will fill you in on the details."
"Okay," I nodded.
I smiled as we watched the three walked back down the hallway.
"Bimbo's," Gregory shook his head as we both stood rooted to the ground.
Lilith and her friends were part of the Bimbo sorority. There were other members, but Lilith, Chelsea, and Claudia made up the matriarchy.
"You're not going to go, are you?" Gregory asked as we walked away.
"Of course, I am," I said as I pulled myself back together. "And you know very well you want to come."
Gregory and I had been friends since high school; in our third year of college, we knew each other like the back of our hands.
"You know it might be a trick, some jock is going to be there waiting for us," Gregory said as we walked to our next class.
"It would be worth it," I smiled.
"What will be worth it?" Jacob asked as we met him in front of our class.
"Lilith and her two cronies asked this one to help them with their website," Gregory said.
"Tell me you said yes," Jacob smiled.