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to study, unusual behavior on her part since it was the weekend.
    I gave her a quick glanc e before applying my mascara in front of our bathroom mirror. “I mean he’s cute.” I shrugged nonchalantly. Cute was putting it mildly so when she snorted at my casual compliment of him, I wasn’t surprised.
    “I’ve heard he gets around.” Jill gave me a pointed look , and I avoided acknowledging it. I heard that about him as well over the last few days when I asked a few of our friends about him. The rumors didn’t exactly reflect positively on him, but I agreed to this date and I would go through with it. Besides, I had fallen victim to the rumor train my freshman year when Doug Trent told everyone he banged me in the bathroom at a frat party. In truth, I was drunk and made out with him in said bathroom, but that was all. I quickly gained a swarm of young horny college guys thinking I was an easy target for a lay. It took well in to my sophomore year and a serious boyfriend that lasted six months, for the rumor to fizzle out. I hoped maybe Brandon’s reputation was more rumor than truth, but something told me it most likely wasn’t.
    “Don’t worry , Jill. I know what I’m doing.” I smiled at her faintly.
    I have no idea what I’m doing.
    With a slight nod, a curve of her mouth that made me think she didn’t believe me for one second, she spun around and plopped down on our worn out couch and picked up her book. I was impressed she didn’t say more, push me to cave in that I, too, was worried, but she didn’t.
    When he knocked on our door, Jill looked up from her book and gave me pointed look. “Let’s hope he’s better in bed than at volleyball.”
    “I’m not going to sleep with him ,” I whispered as I approached the door hoping he didn’t hear what she had said. When I opened the door, Brandon grinned and something fluttered in my stomach. There was something about him that made me giddy, a charm he had. No doubt it was that charm that landed his past conquests. Keep it together, Soph . “Hi.” I opened my door a little more and stepped to the side to let him in.
    “You look beautiful ,” he noted as his eyes ran up and down my body. As he passed by me, the flutter I felt only seconds before tripled. Son of a bitch! Get your shit together, Soph!”
    Jill let me borrow her yellow sundress because it could be casual or dressy if need be. I had no idea where we were going so it was a safe choice. “Did you find the place okay?” I brushed off my moment of butterflies and got down to business.
    “Yeah, your directions were good.”
    “Brandon this is my roommate Jill, Jill, Brandon.” I motioned between them and Jill smiled as she waved hi to him from her seat on our sofa.
    “Nice to meet you.” Brandon nodded and shoved his hands back in his pockets.
    “I wanted to thank you for helping us win the game the other day. We never beat Sophia’s team,” Jill teased, and I cut her a look.
    “Oh, you were on the other side, huh?” Brandon shook his head as he chuckled. “Glad I could help.”
    “Funny, he doesn’t look like a dickhead, Sophia,” Jill noted giving Brandon an inquisitive look. I wanted to kill her right then and there. I should’ve never told her about running into him at CVS and helping him clean the marker off his face.
    Brandon sort of moaned and ran a wide palm over his face. “She told you about that, huh?”
    “It was too funny,” Jill giggled.
    “Lucky she was there to help me or I’d probably have a shit ton of zits from rubbing baby oil all over my face.”
    “Well, you’re not the first guy she’s done it for. Her last boyfriend had it worse. Not only did they draw all over him, they shaved one eye brow off. Seems all you frat boys like to play art on each other’s faces.”
    I gave her a wide- eyed look warning her to shut it, but it was too late. Jill was a good friend and she was worried about me. There was no reason for her to mention anything about guys