Might as well put a crazy college party on that list. Ever since I moved here from North Carolina, I’ve been pushing myself to try new things.
“Isn’t this better than watching cat videos on a Saturday night? What do you want to do first?” “See?” she says as we take in the bonfire. It’s mostly for Greeks and jocks and popular people, yet here I am, a mere freshman, hanging out with my bubbly redheaded roommate, Skye. It’s also home to the best damn annual bonfire party at prestigious Waylon University, which is currently happening right now in the middle of a cotton field.
Welcome to Magnolia, Mississippi, where locusts are as big as your hand and iced tea comes with a double helping of sugar.
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