Manny POV

"EU! EU! E motherfucking U!" he chanted around the party with his frat brothers.

The after-party of the step show was off campus at the Children's Museum in the downtown circle. Walking distance to get back to most of the campus, but considered an off-campus event. The place was so packed it was hot and sweat anytime you tried to dance in the main area. The BSU hosted the step show as well as the party.

Never was he so happy to wear those letters across his chest. Several other Epsilon Upsilons came down to party with them and that was always nice. To think, he was not interested at first until his roommate and now best friend wanted him to do it along with him. Now here he was, a second-place step team and he would be President next year.

He was King of the World!

"Listen, I bet you can get more pussy now," his frat brother Mac said to him. He only hung with him a few times since crossing, but he was a cool guy from the University of Illinois.

"I like the sound of that!" he said with a laugh at his frat. "Hey, I thought you were going to transfer here? We need more brothers up here."

"Naa!" Mac waved him off. "I have one more year on the team, think I'll just stick it out there. Don't worry, I will come down here and hang with you frat."

He looked around to see if he could see Brian or Taj. He had not seen them at the party to celebrate. This was supposed to be their night. It did not matter that the Alphas won, that was expected of them, but for their team to come in second, everyone was giving them props for that.

Next year they were taking first from the Alphas. One way to do that was to bring in more than a few guys. He wanted to bring in at least five, maybe more. EUs were a big deal now.

"Hey, Manny, you need to step your game up and be real with your girl," Jordan said. "If playing the field is what you want to do, you need to let her know that and rip the band-aid off."

Jordan always was a party pooper. Yes, he would love to see what it was like to be single and hot. Have any of the girls he wanted, but he for real had feelings for Laila and he did not want to give her up. She was everything to him. Changed him from a boy to a man.

"I'm not ready to give her up."

"You may not have a choice," his frat brother said, pointing over to where Laila and Shamiya were talking.

Nothing good could come of that.

What should he do? Ignore it, it had nothing to do with him. Just two floormates talking. Right? Or maybe go over there, kiss his girlfriend, and make it evident who he chose to be with.

He had to go over there and make his stand.

"Hey, ladies!"

Shamiya looked at him and rolled her eyes. Laila turned to him and pushed him away.

"What's wrong Laila?"

"You know damn well what's wrong! I played the fool once about you and this bitch, not again."

"Who are you calling a bitch?" Shamiya yelled at her. "Yes I fucked your man and he loved it."

"Shamiya!" What the hell was happening and why now? Tonight was supposed to be a good night for him. "Whatever she said, she's lying! I thought we already discussed this."

"No, you and your little frat brother are exactly what they all say you are. Cheating ass dogs! You want to be with her, be with her, and leave me the fuck alone!"

Laila stormed away after that, but he was right behind her, trying to stop her. This was not happening on the night he was supposed to be on top of the world and partying with his fraternity.

He caught up with her when they made it outside of the party. Standing outside, no loud music, no people all around, she would listen to him now. He stopped her from walking away by holding her arm.

"Laila! You're not even listening to my side."

She turned to him and smacked him across the face. "Fuck you!"

"Laila, just-"

"No, you fucking listen to me. You never wanted to be with me. Remember, you wanted my sister at first. But I thought you were different. Shy little, church boy... but look at you now. You pledged and everything about you changed."

"It has nothing to do with me being in a fraternity."

"Yes, it does! Since you started pledging. The attention from the singing. If you wanted to fuck all the random ass girls, why did you tell me you love me?"

"Because I do."

He moved back from Laila as she tried to smack him again.

"This is not love!"

He questioned it himself, but he knew he had strong feelings for Laila. The first girl that ever liked him. The first girl he asked to be his girlfriend. His first kiss. The first girl he had sex with. It was all something he wanted to hold on to.

"Laila, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you like this. Can we...start over?"

"Are you an idiot? Do you think that low of me? Shamiya lives on my floor and you still did this so how many other girls could you be doing this with?"

"I didn't-"

"I don't believe a word you say. Ever! In fact, don't say another damn word to me. It's over. I don't want to see you ever again. If you walk around campus and see me, no you didn't." She turned and ran from him.

He wanted to chase her, but he stood there, feeling all the loser he was. He never did deserve a girl like her, and now, he did not have her anymore.

A/N: I don't feel bad for Manny. He deserves what he got. Cheaters never win. Well, some cheaters still may.