With a couple of hours to kill in between class and practice, I make a quick trip home to see my parents. It's a little after two in the afternoon when I walk through the front door."Hello?" My raised voice echoes off the hardwoods that run through the first floor. Since it's early, I know my sister and brother are still at school. Gavin is on the eighth-grade basketball team, so he won't be home until four, which is around the time my sister, Ari, gets off the bus from elementary school."Mom," I call out again, wondering where she is. After a moment, I hear footfalls coming up from the basement. I go to the door and pull it open as she appears with a few stacked boxes in her hands."Hi, sweetie!" She gives me a quick peck on the cheek before sweeping by. "This is a surprise." Concern flickers in her eyes as her brows slide together. "Is everything all right?""Yup, it's fine. Just thought I'd stop by and see how everything is going."When she doesn't respond, I poi
Mia knocks on my partially opened door before sticking her head inside. "Hey, Caroline and Maddie are ordering pizzas, are you interested in splitting one?"Pizza sounds amazing. Plus, I'm in desperate need of fuel for energy. It feels like I'm running on fumes. I've been bogged down most of the day studying for tests and making a last pass through a six-page paper due in sociology on Thursday."Count me in, I'm famished. I think my stomach has started to eat its own lining.""Okay...great." Her mouth hitches at one side. "About the pizza, not your stomach consuming itself. Should I get our usual? Pepperoni with extra cheese and an order of garlic knots?""Definitely." My tummy rumbles in agreement."Fine, I'll let them know." She disappears out the door and down the hall.Ten minutes later, I'm having a difficult time concentrating with pizza on the brain. I push away from my desk before heading out to our common area where Mia is sitting with her Kindle."Reading s
It's only when the pizzas have been demolished, and all of the football players have been thoroughly dissected, do voices finally settle and peace once again reigns over the land.Sheesh. You would seriously think these girls were discussing world politics or global warming by how fiercely debated some of these exchanges were.Once the conversation turns to the men's lacrosse team, I excuse myself to use the bathroom. I have zero interest in listening to them break down the lax players in the same manner they did the football team.And I don't want them asking any more in-depth questions about Sam. For the time being, I want to keep our relationship all to myself. What we do is private, and the last thing I need is a bunch of girls wanting to know how he is in bed. When I finally make it back from the bathroom, Caroline holds my phone in the palm of her hand. Four girls are crowded around her, staring at the screen. As I move further into the room, they simultaneously glan
If I didn't know better, I'd think people were craning their necks, attempting to catch a glimpse of me as I hurry my ass across campus. What I can't figure out is if it's all in my imagination, or if something is legitimately going on.Even though there are about twenty thousand students on campus, I'm not anonymous. Barnett is a huge football school. All of the players are well-known. Even third stringers have clout around here.And I'm no third stringer.That being said, I've never commanded this kind of snap-your-head-around attention before.I don't like it.Girls point and smile as I book past them. Some wave, and a few blush when eye contact is made. Then there are the others. Ones who are more brazen, who give me wolfish grins as their gazes run down the length of me. I have half a mind to stop and ask what the hell is going on, but I don't because I rolled out of bed late this morning. I was too cranked up after that phone call with Violet to fall asleep last nig
As I push my way through the locker room doors, I yank out my earbuds. It was the only way I could drown out all the people catcalling my name. If I hadn't tuned it out, I would have totally lost my shit. And this situation is fucked up enough without me adding to it by going off the deep end.As I drop my bag onto the bench, my eyebrows lower, and a growl of displeasure rumbles up from my chest as I catch sight of an eight-by-ten picture of my naked ass taped to the locker. I grab the photo, ripping it down before crumpling and hurtling it clear across the room.Fuckers.Ignoring the guys who are already getting into their gear, I focus on pulling out my pads and suiting up.From the corner of my eye, I catch Dylan and Roan walk into the room before heading in my direction. Their lockers flank mine. I swear, if either of them makes one joke about the situation, I will unleash the fucking beast I keep locked up tight. Just because I seem easygoing and amicable doesn't mean I
My heart sits in my throat. He won't return any of my calls or text messages. It's not like Sam to ignore me. In all the years I've known him, there has never been this kind of stereo silence between us.The more time that slips by, the more anxious I become. I just about died when I woke up this morning and saw that picture. The picture I snapped when he was sleeping has now been splashed across Instagram and Facebook, not to mention a few websites that are solely devoted to the Barnett football players. In case I hadn't already seen it first thing this morning, a ton of people thoughtfully forwarded the picture to me.I could only sit and stare in horror.I mean...I took that picture.It had been private.Meant solely for me.Sam hadn't even been aware that I'd snapped it. Which, yeah, makes this situation a bazillion times worse.So much worse.No matter how long I sit here racking my brain, I can't figure out how it ended up online. How the hell did someone get thei
I can't believe this!My mind somersaults. Bile rises in my throat until there's a good possibility I'll be sick.She shakes her head before her shoulders slump. Her voice is thick with regret. "I wasn't paying attention and I thought they were looking at something on Caroline's phone. It wasn't until you came back from the bathroom and she handed it to you that I realized it was yours they'd been messing around with." "Mia!" I groan, "She must have forwarded the picture to herself before spreading it all over campus!""I know," she whispers. "I'm so sorry, Vi. I was talking with Sasha about a class and wasn't paying attention to what they were doing."My body shakes with anger. "You realized they'd been looking at my phone when she handed it back, right?"Guilt flickers across her face before she drops her gaze to her fingers, which are twisting in her lap. "Yeah, but-""Why didn't you say something right away? I could have gone and...and..." I swallow down the thi
Even though the entire first floor is lit up, the house itself is eerily silent as I slip inside my family's home. This has been one hell of a long-ass day. Fending off comments, and the determined girls who chased after me to sign their photographs, is the most messed up thing that has ever happened to me.By the time I got to practice, I wanted to work myself over so I could stop thinking about all this bullshit. And Violet.For the life of me, I can't wrap my brain around why she would do something like this. If I didn't know better...if her bag wasn't in the shot...if I didn't remember the morning we woke up naked in my bed...I could easily conjure up another plausible explanation, but I can't.It was her.After inspecting the photograph carefully, I'm certain that it happened after the morning we made love for the first time. The memory now feels tainted.I still haven't returned any of her calls or text messages. It's killing me to avoid her. And yet, I can't bring m