AllFreeNovel
Share Us
"A little overwhelming," I admit. "What about you?" I take a long drink, enjoying the cold trickle of the water down my throat.
"Same. I'm looking forward to going out to Mixer with my flatmates on Friday night."
"Oh, we're going there too," I say. "Maybe I'll run into you."
"Probably when we've both had too much to drink and are in the middle of becoming best friends with a stranger in the toilets," Grace jokes.
A small snort escapes me. "It does seem to be a standard part of any night out."
She grins.
"Krissi!" someone calls before she's able to say anything else.
I turn to see Jeremy jogging towards me in his practice gear.
"Hey, I didn't realise you were practising now," I say.
"Every Monday evening so we're as ready as we can be for Wednesday's game. I see you're doing the same."
"Yes, though I think we're cheering for the basketball team this week." I glance at Grace, but she just nods.
"Ah, that's a shame. I know I'll play better with you cheering from the sidelines." He grins, lighting up his face and giving him a boyish glow.
"I bet you say that to all the cheerleaders," I quip.
"Not so far," he counters. "But your squad is good, so I won't say it's a lie."
I let out a small laugh, surprisingly at ease with him. Maybe it's because I've seen him searching through the fridge for the milk first thing in the morning. I wouldn't have thought it was difficult to find, but he doesn't seem to be an early bird.
"Hopefully we're not going to disappoint," I mumble. "I'm not sure Zara is too impressed with us so far."
"Don't worry about Zara," he says quickly. "She just likes to put on a tough front."
Grace snorts. "That's one way of putting it."
"Jeremy!" One of the other rugby team members gestures at him from the other side of the field.
"I guess that's me," he says. "I'll catch you later?"
"Mmhmm. Have a good practice."
"You too." He gives me a small wave goodbye and hurries over to where the others are already warming up.
"So, who was that?" Grace asks when I turn back to her.
"Oh, he's Jeremy. He's a second year who lives in my flat."
"Does he have a girlfriend?" she asks, a knowing smile on her face.
"I don't think so, but it hasn't really come up."
Grace raises an eyebrow. "Really? Because I'd have thought with all the flirting going on that it would have been the first thing you'd have talked about."
"There wasn't any flirting," I deny quickly.
"Of course there wasn't." She all but winks at me.
I glance over my shoulder to where the rugby guys are hopping over small jumps one after the other. My gaze slips over them until I find Jeremy near the end. He's completely focused on his task and not even thinking about me anymore.
