Quinn Bates

Quinn slowly kicked her legs back and forth as they dangled into the water of the heated swimming pool, behind the Sorority House she was the president of - Nu Upsilon Tau. The sorority sisters were all out, doing her bidding in getting various party gifts, supplies and decorations for the massive semester end bash she was hosting tomorrow, so it was a perfect time for her to just relax.

Tomorrow night would be wild, she knew. Drugs, booze, debauchery, drama and likely hundreds of guests all trying to get a piece of the fun she always delivered on. The idea of all those people generally kissing her ass made her smirk and shake her head a little. The spoiled princess that she was never failed to enjoy a little ego stroke, after all.

However, her thoughts and peaceful evening were interrupted when she heard the back gate open and some person she didn't recognize at all, stepped inside. She immediately narrowed her eyes on them, looking them up and down to weigh their worth in a cat seeing a mouse sort of way. A smirk tugged at her lips as she assumed why they were here.

"If you're here for the party, someone pulled a prank on you or gave you bad info. It's tomorrow night." She said, still eyeing them in a predatory way. "And since I don't know you, I know it wasn't me that invited you to my party, nerd."

She let out a playful, long suffering sigh, followed by a few tuts of her tongue to them in disapproval before looking down at her manicured nails.

"What am I to do with some nerd that can't even get dates straight, barges into my backyard and probably still expects to show up for the real party tomorrow, hm? Why should I not just make sure some of the frat boys dunk your head in a toilet and toss you in a garbage can, instead?"

Mischief filled hazel eyes flicked upward from her nails now and locked back on their face. Her brows lifted and a tiny tug was seen at the corner of her lips.

"Well, I suppose you could make it up to me, somehow?" She suggested, then swept her hand outward towards them in invitation. "Go on. Amuse me. Entertain me. Perhaps you'll win my favor enough to attend after all."

Quinn's smile grew a little more as she seemed to expect this person to do her bidding, like so many others did or do. She leaned back onto her palms, legs still within the pool water, and watched them with an air of expectancy. Strangely enough, she found herself curious, intrigued even, by them. She felt as if she knew everyone on campus, but here was this new face. A mystery. She'd enjoy finding out what they were made of in the face of her bullying and demands. Perhaps they'd impress her after all.