Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 105306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 527(@200wpm)___ 421(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 527(@200wpm)___ 421(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
The social committee.
They have a SOCIAL committee???
This is news to me.
I know nothing about fraternities or sororities, but the fact that they have a special committee designated to come up with stupid party ideas blows my mind.
I thought it would be a fun way to get you out.
I get out.
Occasionally.
Sometimes.
When is the last time you were at a party?
You don’t remember dragging me to that blacklight party a few months ago?
A few MONTHS ago does not count.
You see me at work—why do I have to go to a house party?
It’s not a house party, it’s a fraternity party. And you’re a junior—you only have one more year before you graduate and we have to become actual adults.
Says who?
Says ME.
Will you at least think about it?
Obviously I’ll at least think about it, but I took a shift for Beth this weekend and I’m not excited about it.
When?
Saturday
Saturday when?
I don’t remember…
Lies. I do remember, but she’s going to roast me if I tell her it’s not a late shift.
Still.
I’m not going to want to go anywhere afterward, regardless.
Why are you acting like I can’t just text Kyle and have him look at the schedule?
Fine. I work from 1-6, but I’m already dreading it.
Six is still early when the party is going to start at 10
That doesn’t make me any less lazy…
Is now a good time to change the subject?
Depends on what it is
Bumped into Dallas Colter after class.
NOT AGAIN! What happened?
Turns out he’s actually IN my class and we go in the same direction afterward. I thought he was stalking me, but he just walks the same way I do…
AND?????
And then I went my way and he went his?
That’s it?
Why do I get the feeling you’re not going to be happy with my answer?
Because I’m not happy with your answer. You went your way and he went his??
What was I supposed to do? The guy is an asshole—it’s not like I want to be his buddy.
Still…you know more about him than most people do.
I’m sure that is NOT true.
He doesn’t date. He’s never been seen out with anyone. Guys want to be him, girls want to marry him.
That’s the oldest cliché in the whole wide world…
In this case it’s TRUE.
Maybe he’s such an asshole so people stay away from him. He’s focused on his schooling and stuff.
Um no, he’s not focused on his schooling. I love you to death, Ryann, but I’m sure the guy doesn’t give a shit about school. He’s going to play in the NFL—what does he need a degree for?
Uh, he needs a degree for plan B? What if he breaks a kneecap?
Breaks a KNEECAP? LOL
What?? You don’t think he could break a kneecap?? Google it.
She’s silent for a few moments, then:
Okay you’re right, I googled ‘3 most common football injuries,’ and knee injuries was number 1
So putting all his eggs in one basket is a bad idea. He could get hurt and then his career is over.
You’re being way too literal right now. My point was, you’ve been in a car with him, you’ve spoken to him, you have him in one of your classes. What are the odds?
Wow, she’s really pumped about this new development.
Wish I could give you more info. Like I said, we’re not buddies. He is a dick—I legit don’t think he likes people.
The guy broke up with me for FIFTY dollars, which is an insult. Fifty. Dollars.
Um, yeah, that’s not very much money.
Which makes me wonder: What’s the real reason he did it? What was his actual motivation?
Maybe that’s something you should ask him.
NOT LIKELY.
seven
dallas
“I sent my ex a card that said GET BETTER SOON. She was not sick or anything, she was just really bad in bed.”
– Drake Colter
“Have you thought about what I said?” Eli is staring me down from inside my computer screen.
“I don’t understand why it matters. Texas already knows me—my pops played for them and now my brother plays for them. Why do they need to know my personal shit when the Colters have played for them for decades?”
“I want you to understand something: you may not go to Texas. You shouldn’t get your hopes up about any one team. They will look at you the same way they look at everyone else—with a critical eye.”
I might not go to Texas?
“Have you asked yourself if you really want to play on the same team as your brother?”
Obviously, I want to play on the same team…don’t I? What if I end up in a place I hate? And can’t get traded? Worse, what if I go pro and biff it? Plenty of outstanding college athletes have made the move, then couldn’t meet the expectations.
I don’t want that to happen to me.
“Won’t I play better if I play with my brother?”
He twirls a yellow pencil between his thumb and middle finger. “Have you ever been on the same team?”