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THREE

Austin

On my way to the house I shared with Trey and two guys who weren’t on the football team, I ran the events from earlier through my mind. Had I done something wrong in saving her or wanting a little thanks in return?

Brooke had overreacted. Big time. I had no need for women like her, but thoughts of her lingered in my mind unlike most of the women I met. She’s just stuck-up. Don’t let it get to you, I told myself as I neared our two-story house a few streets over from where Brooke lived.

If I had left earlier or later, I would have never crossed paths with her. As I walked up to the porch, I heard the sounds of guns and explosions coming out of the screen door.

Brian and Teddy were hardcore gamers, but I enjoyed having them as roommates. Neither of them looked up from their spots on the couch as I walked in our shared living room.

The stench of sweat, Mountain Dew, and junk food hit my nose as I walked over and looked at the carnage happening on the television screen.

“What’s up, fellas. You won the war yet?”

Teddy looked up and grinned, a mess of curly red hair on the top of his head.

“Oh, hey, Austin. Trey said you guys almost beat down some frat-fucks tonight.”

“Almost,” I said nonchalantly, as if it had been an everyday occurrence.

“We didn’t think you would make it back.”

“Watch out! Your flank!” Brian yelled.

Teddy turned back to the television. I made my way upstairs where Trey and I had bedrooms across the hall from each other. Seeing light streaming across the hardwood floor from under his door, I knocked. No tie on the doorknob meant he wasn’t busy.

“You up, bro?”

“Yeah, come in,” he said.

I opened the door. He looked up from his desk with a textbook open in front of him.

“You made it back early,” he said. “Did you screw Brooke?”

“Nah,” I said, playing it off. “She’s not my type.”

“Gotcha,” he said. “I was going to give you her phone number. She gave it to me this summer when I was in the Med-Center.”

“You want her?”

He shook his head.

“Hell no, but you never know, right? I thought she might be a nerd, but it didn’t turn out that way.”

“You’re a dog, bro,” I said, causing him to smile proudly. “It’s the quiet ones that always seem to surprise. I bet she’s got some untapped potential. Just needs the right guy to bring it out.”

“So? Do you want her number?”

“Yeah, sure. Maybe one night I’ll want to see what she’s got.”

“You got it.”

“Alright man, see you tomorrow.”

“‘Night.”

We nodded at each other before I closed the door and walked across the hall to my room. Inside, I turned on the light and wandered straight to my bed. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw Brooke’s number in a text from Trey.

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