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I sucked in a quick breath as I remembered. “He invited us to a party tomorrow. Both of us. He said it was small, and he specifically mentioned you and said that Trevor misses you.”
“He what?” she shouted as she leaned in close. “How would he even know that?”
“They’re fraternity brothers. I’m sure they talk. Although I have no idea how he knew you were my roommate.”
“I guess.” She tapped her bottom lip with her finger. “This is all very interesting.”
“Why’d you guys break up, anyway? You never did give me a straight answer about it.”
I thought back to last year when Rachel and Trevor had dated. I liked Trevor the few times I’d met and hung out with him. Rachel and I had both lived in the same dorm building as freshmen, but we weren’t suitemates, so I didn’t get to see her every day until we moved in together this year.
Trevor had
always seemed like he was really into Rachel whenever I saw them together, and when they stopped dating, I never knew why. That was the thing about Rachel, she tended to keep certain details about her life private. When she wanted to share, she shared—overshared really—but when she didn’t want to, no amount of prying could get the information out of her.
“It doesn’t matter,” she said, looking past me and out the sliding glass doors.
“Will you come to the party, though?” If she said no, I wouldn’t go either. There was no way in hell I’d go to a frat party alone.
Her gaze darted back to mine. “Are you kidding? And miss the chance to watch Nick Fisher flirt shamelessly with my roommate? Of course I’ll go.” She stuck her tongue out before pushing off the couch. “It’s going to be epic.”
I blew out an exaggerated breath. “We’ll see.”
“I hope your fake boyfriend doesn’t show. I heard he’s the jealous type.”
“Shut up,” I said, swatting her shoulder. “But you’re right. He’s super possessive. That’s why I had to end things.”
Since Nick hadn’t asked me for my phone number, that meant I didn’t have his either. It also meant I had no way of texting him to ask what time the party started, or tell him we were on our way over, which we were. I prayed that arriving close to eleven would be a safe enough bet, and that the gathering would be in full swing by then. It was a little late, but I had to focus on some homework first.
I sat in the passenger seat of Rachel’s old Civic, my knees bouncing up and down.
Rachel shot me a glare. “Stop shaking your knees like that.”
“I’m nervous,” I bit out.
“You should be.”
I snapped my head around to look at her, but she burst out laughing before I could speak. “I hate you.”
“You don’t. Don’t be nervous. It’s just a party and he’s just a guy,” she said, obviously trying to downplay the entire situation as she made a right turn. The frat house was down the block, but I could already see people gathered on the front lawn.
I chortled out a laugh. “Just a boy? You’re one to talk. You’ve been building him up since we got to school here last year. It’s like you think he’s part god or something.”
“You never know. All those mythology stories have to come from somewhere.”
“Yeah, good writers’ imaginations.” I huffed, absolutely refusing to believe that Nick was anything other than human, no matter how hot and charming he was.
Rachel pulled the car to the curb, and I smiled at the four guys playing beer pong out front as I got out of the car.
“Nick! Your girl’s here,” one of them yelled.
My cheeks burst into flames. How the hell did they know who I was, and that I was here for Nick?
“Did you hear that?” Rachel whispered as she locked arms with me.
We walked inside where the lights were dimmed, the music blared, and more than a few people had gathered in the house. A lot of people.
This wasn’t what I considered a small party. This was a party.
