The uncrowned king of Barnett University. He's like a freaking celebrity around here. It's totally ridiculous. People, by which I mean grown women, actually stalk him on the internet. And around campus. Apparently, he's god's gift to both football and the ladies (I'm using that term loosely). All he has to do is smile and girls fall right onto their backs before spreading their legs wide. I've heard that he's already plowed his way through half the female population at Barnett. My guess is that he'll work his way through the second half before he gets drafted to the NFL later this year.

Yeah...I don't plan to be one of them. The guy is nothing more than a conceited player. You know the type—a steroid infused meathead coasting through college on his football prowess.
Ugh.
I have three words for you—avoid, avoid, avoid.
Need I say more?
I don't think so.

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King of Campus

With a towel in hand, I wipe the sweat from my brow.  "Chill the fuck out, man.  I'm not after Ivy."  I get up so we can change positions.  As Dylan settles on the bench, he continues to scowl as if he doesn't believe me.


Hell, I'm not sure I believe me at this point, but I also know I can't just fuck this girl and walk away because he's right.  Lexie will beat the piss out of me.  Plus, Ivy lives next door and we kind of have the same friend group.  Which is where that old saying-don't shit where you eat comes into play.  And I really don't want to cause problems for Dylan.


Now, if you pressed me to add one more item to the list of reasons why I should keep this thing with Ivy strictly on a friends level, I'd have to say it's because I have zero interest in having a girlfriend.  I need more pressure heaped on me like another hole in the head and that's exactly what a girlfriend would be.


Chapter 27: Roan