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ior semester wouldn't be as lame as high school was. I could be a whole new person here, someone

ated hig

gs of beer on a tray, and she carefully served them to us. She was trying to smile, i

eyes meet each of theirs, something in my throat tightens. A ball of nausea formed in the pit of my stomach

d, but neither o

e hit he took to the face years ago, he looked just as disgustingly perfect as ever. His h

hair and an athlete's physique - maybe football. Sexy. Confidence. A

ctive. He was in jeans and a button-up shirt. His pants were painted as if he had just

n my throat, shifting my eyes fr

guy had bought her a drink, Jami chewed her lip anxiously. She was looking in their

thing back?" she asked the b

orb of nausea growing in my stomach expanded, threatening to spill over, and I pushed

d on mine. I was so startled I jerked away from

added, barely looking in my direction. Her eyes had sligh

he middle. He stared back at me, his bold, dangerous eyes never wavering. A smirk pl

ry day I would never see agai

ore she could hurry away. She looked at me, clearly a

ha

m as it spilled over the glass and onto the table. Carley's jaw dropped, and Ja

with it?" the bartender as

. "Not with it,

u alright?" Ja

y to argue, but I shook my head, cuttin

in to speak to them, shrugging her shoulders a bit. The guy in the middle jabbed one of his friends with his elbow, laughing, t

ked. I took my gaze away from the

I kno

ring things out because the look on my fa

their backs to us. I felt a slither of gratification down my sp

ints each for

from high sch

ually, I wouldn't care. Carly had been a lush since I met her. But tonight, I f

n't say

she usually maintained was slowly turning to jelly. I swallowed a tight lump in my throat and reached

able to tear my eyes from burning holes in the back

tabletop. "Come on, Susie Q," she said with a laugh.

p of mine and squeezed, shooting me a sympathetic look. I smiled back, but it

iving hell," I breathed. "They're why I had to tra

e her empty beer mug and turned away to scope the p

nst the back of my eyeballs, threatenin