How to Win the Girl (Campus Legends #2) Read Online Sara Ney

Categories Genre: College, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Campus Legends Series by Sara Ney
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Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 104745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
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Daisy: Yes, but I didn’t want to make assumptions.

Me: In this case, you’d have been right.

Daisy: What part of the South?

Me: Texas

Daisy: Oh—when I think “Southern,” my brain immediately goes to…Charleston or wherever.

Me: In

Daisy: What

Me: In

My app buzzes to let me know Drew has another match. This time, it’s a girl named Karris, who I swiped on yesterday; a serious-looking girl with short brown hair, dark eyebrows, and glasses.

She’s not my type in the least, but I’m guessing she’d be Drew’s, and her bio is witty enough to have me cracking most of a smile.

I’m the first one to say hello.

Me: Hey there. What’s up?

As far as greetings go, it’s a cop-out, but I’m not in the mood to be upbeat and original. Instead, I’m saving my wit and charm for Daisy, who’s entertained me most of this evening.

Daisy is funny.

Daisy is cute.

Daisy is pretty.

Karris: Omg I was hoping we would match!

Me: I like cutting to the chase.

Karris: How have you been?

How have I been? Good I guess?

I toy with the idea of asking Daisy on a date, then knock around the idea of asking Karris out, too. After all, dating is a numbers game these days, so I would like to get in as many interviews as possible.

You’re not asking Karris on a date for you—you are asking her out for Drew.

I rationalize this sudden insatiable urge to see Daisy in person has nothing to do with generosity or selflessness and everything to do with this tiny crush I seem to be developing on her.

Drew still hasn’t agreed to meet Daisy, though what he’s doing in his free time I will never know. Maybe he isn’t actually doing homework—maybe he’s sneaking around behind my back going on dates he’s afraid to tell me about.

Whatever this hesitation of his is with my guidance, my instincts are telling me to push forward and stay the course. Good vibes only and all that bullshit that goes along with it.

On the other hand, Daisy hasn’t said anything about wanting to meet me—Drew—but I know she’s single and ready to mingle, and after all, she did swipe back on me even after that weird confrontation in class.

It couldn’t hurt to ask, right? Throw it out to the universe and see what she says.

I’ll ask Karris on a date too, in the art of fairness.

“The worst thing anyone can say is no,” my grandfather always used to say when he was around, and I carry that with me wherever I go.

It’s simple advice, but if you think about it, it can change the way you look at things. Can make you braver and make a person speak up more, which is something Drew needs to do more often.

But Drake, you’re probably saying to yourself. He’s asking people out on dates on his own. How is that him not speaking up for himself?

Are these girls he’s asking out the kind who are going to turn him down? Trust me, the dude knows before he asks that she’s going to say yes, no matter what, and that makes him a bit of a puss.

Just saying.

These women have stars in their eyes before he gets two words out of his pie hole, and that’s a fact.

Daisy thinks you’re Drew.

I pose in the mirror, catching a glimpse of myself, and flex.

“She’d be all over you bro if she met you in person.” I’m literally talking to myself in the mirror. “I mean, what girl isn’t?”

I flex again, pulling back the sleeve of my shirt so I can admire my bicep. Flex.

Turn my fist this way and that to create more bulge, the way guys do when they want their guns to smoke.

“Boom.”

I glance out the bedroom window toward Shannon’s house, then down at my dick, debating; how badly do I want to get my pole waxed right now? And do I have the energy to do it myself instead of walking to the neighbor’s house?

Karris: I’d love to see you.

She’d love to see me? That’s a strange way of putting it.

Me: Let’s do it.

Karris: What are you doing tonight?

Tonight?

I stare down my torso again; I’m still wearing track pants and a tee shirt, but I supposed it wouldn’t be too much trouble to change into something nerdier for the good of the cause.

Me: Meeting you??

Karris: OMG REALLY????

Me: Sure. Let’s do it.

Karris: I can be ready in 40 minutes, where should we meet?

Me: Lady’s choice.

Karris: My place.

Seriously? For a first date? That’s a bit presumptuous but not a complete surprise. As long as she doesn’t have roommates breathing down our necks, I could stop by for a bit and say hello.

Karris shoots me her address.

Karris: Yay! I’m so excited. I have a surprise for you…

twelve

daisy

I try not to ever date anyone with six-pack abs.

Seriously, what guy develops a six-pack to date only one person?


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