Page 7 of Playing By The Rules

I back away from her grabby red claws. “It definitely counts.”

“Come on, Blair. Please?” Cheyenne puts her hands together like she’s begging. Praying. With those big blue eyes and the subtle lash extensions that she’s currently batting at me, she’s hard to resist. “It’ll be so much fun.”

“Plus, maybe you can introduce us to your brother’s teammates.” Rita and Cheyenne share a look. “They’re always at Logan’s.”

My heart sinks. They’re using me to get closer to the guys. Not because they want to hang out with me and get to know me better.

Ouch.

“I don’t really talk to them,” I start, but Rita cuts me off.

“Please. Girl, you talk to them all the time. Knox Maguire is yourbrother. We want the connection. I’ve been dying to meet that dude since freshman year, but he doesn’t pay any attention to me.”

“Maybe if you let him feel you up in a bathroom at a frat party he might notice you,” Cheyenne jokes, making me wince.

I don’t want to think about my brother feeling anyone up in any sort of bathroom, eww.

“God, Chey! I let one frat boy feel me up in his bathroom and I never hear the end of it!” Rita goes stomping off, leaving Cheyenne and me alone in our tiny living room.

Cheyenne shrugs, her eyes a little wild. “I didn’t mean to make her mad.”

Before I can tell her not to worry about it, Cheyenne is bolting down the hallway, banging on Rita’s closed bedroom door. “Come on, Rita! Let me in! I was just kidding!”

I scoot past her and continue down the hall, locking myself in my room and collapsing on my double bed with a loud sigh. Thank God I have my own bedroom, so I can lock myself away from the chaos that is my roommates.

They love each other fiercely, but they’re like sisters, which means they fight fiercely too. And witnessing their chaotic relationship makes me miss my sister.

Grabbing my phone, I FaceTime Ruby. She picks up on the second ring, though her face doesn’t appear. I can tell she’s in her dorm room. I see movement in the background and I assume it’s her roommate, Becca.

“What are you doing?” I ask, frowning when I hear something crash.

Ruby’s head pops up, a big smile on her face. My sister is gorgeous. Her sparkling personality makes her even more appealing. Guys have been chasing her since she was twelve.

Twelve.

She’s never interested in any of them. Not really. She’s dated guys, here and there, but it never turns into anything, which always makes our dad happy. He thinks we’re all too young to settle down—well, us girls at least.

Doesn’t matter that he got with Mom when she was only eighteen and they’re still blissfully happy, but whatever.

“Sorry, I just dropped my pencil box and it spilled everywhere,” Ruby says.

Ruby likes to draw. She’s always sketching something, though she insists it’s just a hobby and she can’t make a business out of it. I beg to differ, but she doesn’t listen to me ever. I’m just her big sister, always trying to tell her what to do, according to her.

“How’s it going?” I smile at her, watching as she settles into her desk chair, brushing the wild blonde strands away from her face.

“Good! Busy.” She glances over her shoulder, waving at her roommate before she turns to face the camera once more. “I hate it here.”

I frown. “What do you mean?”

“I’m bored. Campus life is dead. I thought it would have more of a nightlife but nope. The sidewalks roll up at nine and there’s nothing going on, ever. Plus,” she leans her head closer to her phone, “I don’t like my roommate.”

“Ruby!” I press my lips together, hating how loud I just was. I’m reminding myself of my roommates. “Isn’t she right there?”

“She already left. And it doesn’t really matter. I don’t think she likes me either.” Ruby leans back, exhaling loudly. “I didn’t think it would feel so good, confessing that. It’s like a weight just lifted off my shoulders.”

I shake my head. “Is it really that bad there?”

“Worse than you can imagine. At least for me. You know how I am. But enough about me. I always make it about me.”

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