Chapter Forty-Five: Violet

And so, the cycle continued. That Monday, as I was leaving my last class of the day, he stood outside the doors waiting for me. He was there again on Wednesday. We had avoided talking about the touchdown, much to my dismay. It wasn't that I didn't want to. It was just that my tongue-tied and my stomach clenched with nerves every time I thought about asking him.

As much as I missed Chloe and wanted to talk to her about everything with Caleb and Ryan without the screaming of a crowd to yell over, I was also extremely grateful that I was getting the alone time to get to know him more. He kept me laughing and on my toes with his witty jokes.

On the following Friday, I was disappointed that he wasn't there, but he had been away for a game the night before and was probably tired if he had even returned yet. After I sent an unanswered message to Chloe to see if she was free to go to the dining hall with me, I made my way back to the dorm room.

It wasn't that I was scar