Hi guys,
Firstly, massive apologies it took me so long to update - I'll try to update more regularly. Thank you to a the reviews and follows from the last chapter even thought that was like ages ago now.
Tell me what you think of this chapter - it's just a fun fic I decided to write to help me cope with the super long wait until season 2. The characters are completely OOC!
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing except this story line.
Without further ado - Enjoy!

Iris maneuvered through the masses of (let's just say adventurous) young adults as she scanned the crowd for Barry. 20 minutes ago she had followed the seemingly never-ending stream of college students to this massive apartment and now the place was packed and uncomfortably hot. Iris squeezed past a couple who were making out and looked at all the unfamiliar faces again until she saw what she was looking for: Barry Allen. He was in his prime of course – seated on one of the comfy lounges surrounded by an ever-growing group of girls (and guys) who were laughing at everything Barry was saying. Iris rolled her eyes at all the girls that were hitting on him, which were – well - all of them.

All of a sudden Iris felt very self-conscious. Barry was the only person she recognised here that knew her name (which she wouldn't be surprised if he had forgotten) and apart from him – everybody seemed pretty occupied. Iris was still standing alone and awkwardly when Barry looked up and saw her. The world seemed to stop as he smiled his heart-wrenching grin and motioned for Iris to come join him.

A few of the girls who were with him snickered when they saw her. Iris blushed and frowned but then, remembering what her father said about having fun, she started approaching them. Iris would like to think she strutted over confidently but in reality, it was more of a nervous shuffle and before she even reached half way of the whopping 10 meters, some students ran in to her. They were now bearing empty cups – their previous contents all over the front of Iris. She glared at the couple who were stumbling around clueless, staring at their empty cups incredulously.

She glanced over to where Barry had been seated and noticed a noticed a bunch of girls laughing at her but Barry had disappeared. Iris sighed and rolled her eyes before storming out of the place – people giving her a wide berth.

The long walk back to her dorm was humiliating – for herself, of course, given the fact that everyone at the party was too drunk to care. She made a silent oath to not go to any more parties that Barry Allen invited her to but right now she was going to return to her dorm, have a long shower and sleep.

The next day….

Iris was nearly falling asleep in her first lecture – history again with Dr Collins. Yes Iris tried hard to be good and pay attention but it was just so hard when the lecturer is boring teaching a boring subject. Just as she felt herself dozing off the door flew open and in entered… you guessed it – Barry Allen. The professor frowned at him as Barry made his way over to him and muttered a few quiet words before the professor nodded and smiled motioning for Barry to take a seat. Unbelievable! Iris thought shaking her head.

Barry nodded and then made his way to take a seat. Unlike yesterday, there were plenty of spare seats so to say Iris was shocked that he chose to sit next to her again would be an understatement. When Barry was completely set up, Iris whispered at him angrily "you do realise you don't have to sit in the same seats at yesterday right?"

"And you do realise that last night's party didn't wrap up until around 3 and you left at 11:30?"

Iris sighed. "Well I must say I'm shocked that you even noticed when I left – not even being there when I became the laughing stock. So I give you permission to sit with your besties – I won't be offended."

Barry pulled a face of mock insult. "Why that's a little harsh Miss West. Is it so implausible that I genuinely want to sit next to you?"

Iris rolled her eyes. "If you must know – yes it is. Someone like you doesn't just sit with someone like me unless they have to, or they want something. You didn't miss anything important so I don't have any notes you need to copy." And with that, Iris got up, and left the classroom.

Barry was no longer smiling or acting, instead he was gaping at Iris's retreating form in bewilderment. He ignored all the confused stares and glances and silently promised himself he would prove her wrong.

Later that evening…

Iris was sitting in her dorm studying while her roommate, Thea Queen, lounged on her bed reading magazines. Thea was always friendly and bubbly towards her – inviting her to movies and parties along with her friends (which Iris always declined) and attempting in vain to let her give Iris a makeover.

Iris was still a little shocked at her behavior earlier that day, normally she would have been ashamed for just leaving a class but that incident made her feel liberated and a little rebellious. Iris jumped as Thea slammed the book she was looking as shut and spun her chair around so she was facing her. "Get changed."

"What?"

"I said get changed. One of my girlfriends just gave me the password to a frat that starts in half an hour and you're coming with me so wear your skankiest dress."

Iris shook her head. "Firstly, I have an early class tomorrow and its 10 o'clock right now. Secondly, last night's party didn't go so well for me and two nights in a row is a little much. Third, I don't own any 'skanky dresses'. And fourth, I'm not a party person."

Thea stopped sifting through her cupboard frantically and turned to Iris slowly, her eyebrows raised. "Firstly, set an alarm or miss it – nobody cares, secondly, this party will be better because you're coming with me and there's basically a party on every night, third, I can give you one of my dresses and fourth, that can be fixed." Iris opened her mouth to say something but Thea shushed her. "No buts. Now, I think… aha!" She pulled a gold and expensive-looking not to mention short dress out of her cupboard. "Perfect! Put it on." She ordered.

Iris stared at the dress doubtfully, then back at Thea. "I really don't think-"

"Notice how I'm not giving you a choice. And wear these shoes."

After a few more minutes of protest Iris finally gave in and changed into the gold dress and monstrously high boots that Thea gave her. Truthfully, the dress fitted her perfectly, even though it was a tight fit and something Iris would normally never wear. Thea was wearing a tight little white dress and silver pumps and turned around when Iris asked her what she thought.

Thea smiled at Iris. "My work here is almost done. Sit."

Jeez this woman can be authoritive Iris thought as she did as she was told. She sat still as Thea applied layer after layer of makeups.

"Tah dah!" Thea said and informed Iris to look in the mirror.

Iris turned slowly and gasped. She looked like a completely different person. Iris had never been vain but she had to admit – she was pretty hot.

"This is like all those tacky chick-flicks where the nerd realizes for the first time that she's beautiful after some mascara, lipstick and blush." Thea said behind her.

Iris nodded, speechless and Thea laughed. "Come on Cinderella, we're gonna' be late."

Iris laughed as well and breathed nervously. "Okay, let's do this!"

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