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Paige. Hey, I was wondering
if maybe you wanted to go to the football game on Saturday.”
    “Um, sure that sounds good. I’ll
give you my number at class on Wednesday and we can plan on where to meet up.
I’m sure Kitty already has something planned out.”
    His eyes lit up and he started
walking backwards up the path. “Awesome,” he yelled back enthusiastically. “I
can’t wait, it’s gonna be totally awesome, see you later.” Apparently, he was
into football.
    I walked into my next class and
this one was more like what I was expecting. It was already halfway filled with
at least 100 students. As I made my way down the steps to an empty seat, my
feet froze when I saw none other than Dylan Turner. Of course, he was
surrounded by at least five girls on the sides and front of him; it was like
they were all vying for his attention at the same time. Please don’t let him
see me.
    I purposely found a seat on the
opposite side of the room and pulled out the book that had cost me a shit ton
of money. Maybe I would need to find a job sooner rather than later. I grabbed
out my syllabus from my last class and flicked over it again, things already
seemed a little bit more challenging than high school, but I guess that was
expected. I felt someone plop down in the seat next to me and I tried to resist
the urge to snap when a knee bumped into mine, it probably wouldn’t make a good
impression.
    “Hey Sparky, long time no see. Are
you stalking me or something?” I looked over and tried not to give him the
satisfaction of drooling. He had a pencil tucked behind his ear, pushing back a
little bit of his messy brown hair that was peeking out from underneath the Gamecocks
hat he had on backwards. He was slouched down in his chair with one ankle
crossed over his knee, causing his shirt to slightly ride up, revealing a flat
tanned stomach with just a sprinkling of hair disappearing into his waistband.
Ok Paige, head on straight here, I said to myself.
    “Actually if I was stalking you, I
would be sitting over there with your fan club.” I pointed to the seat he had
vacated and noticed I was getting a simultaneous stare down from the girls that
he had abandoned. Oops.
    “Hmm….if you say so. Maybe you’re
just playing hard to get or something.”
    “If that’s what helps you sleep at
night, think whatever you want.” He bit out a laugh, while he tapped the tip of
his pencil on his knee in a steady rhythm.  “Well, I do think about you often
when I go to sleep and when I’m doing….other things,” he whispered in my ear,
his warm breath causing shivers to course throughout my whole body.
    I could feel my cheeks burning just
thinking about what those ‘other things’ were and why exactly he was thinking
about me when he was doing them. Luckily, the professor stepped up to the
podium placed in the center of the auditorium and saved me the trouble of replying,
because I had no clue what I was supposed to say to that.

Chapter
5
    Dylan
    I couldn’t believe it when Paige
walked in to my second class of the day; it definitely wasn’t one for freshmen.
My eyes locked instantly on her, like I could sense that she was there. Somehow,
this girl had gotten under my skin in the short time that we had spent
together.
    And then she scurried over to the
other side of the room, as if she couldn’t get away from me fast enough. I just
needed to chip away at the defensive wall she had up and she would warm up to
me eventually. I could guarantee it.
    When I sat next to her again on
Wednesday, I could tell that she was warming up to me just a little. Somehow,
we got started on the topic of baseball and I was surprised to find out how
much she really knew about the sport that I loved to play so much. Anytime you
meet a girl who knows almost as much about baseball as you is a true rarity. I
gave her a little flack about being a Tampa Bay Rays fan, but she argued a good
point that they had made a huge turn around the past few