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look fucking hot. It must be great to already have a date and not have to search for one. It’s so great you have Brett, Olivia.”
    Ah yes, boring Brett, our starting quarterback, but he is such a jock. I have been seeing him on and off since last year. Kat introduced us during Homecoming last year when I became a sister. She told me we would be the perfect couple, with my bronze coloring and his golden blonde looks, saying we are a striking couple. With that statement I was in awe. I never realized what came with being a couple. What he would expect and would he accept what I was not willing to give. Yes, I am in college where everything goes, but I have goals that I want to meet before I’m tied down with emotions.
    “I’m still not sure if we are a couple still, Kylie. He hasn’t called me all summer.”
    Parking in my spot, I step out of my car. I hug and wish Kylie a great day and start walking towards Pacific Hall. And because I was still thinking about Brett, it doesn’t surprise me when he materializes in front of me as I make it to the door.
    “ Hola , my beautiful Latin flower,” he says with his dimply smile. He is super hot, with clear sparkling blue eyes that match his beach blonde hair and washboard abs, and yet I feel nothing for him. Sometimes I think that my mother really did suck every emotion from me during all those years. I just can’t seem to feel anything towards him. There is no spark, no warmth, nothing period. I get chills every time he touches me, but it’s not the good kind. There have been times that I have flinched at his touch, and when he would take notice it would piss him off so he would go looking for other girls. So I know he has booty calls since I am not sleeping with him which bothers the rest of the sisters. I know they are looking out for me, but I can care less. If it wasn’t for the expectation for us to be together since he is a member of our joint fraternity, I would kick him in the balls or injure his throwing hand with my heels. He drives me insane. I have to make sure my role is complete, and that is why I also don’t throw him to the curb, but I know his time by my side is coming to an end. Because as much as I want to fit in, I don’t want to be charged with murdering his dumb ass. I don’t know what his plans are yet, and I have him for my first class so I guess I’ll find out.
    “Hi, baby,’’ I say cheerfully, hugging him. Even Mandy does a double take. She knows how I feel about him and gets after me every time we are alone, always telling me to dump his ass. She will argue that nobody cares if he gets hurt, which she doubts the he is capable of having any feelings, and that there are tons of other guys that I can date. She doesn’t understand that if I am going to date anyone and suffer then I will do it from the top of the food chain. For now he serves a purpose.
    “So how was your summer, babe? Did you miss me like I missed you?” he asks into my neck, kissing it as we walk to class. Mandy steps over and begins to walk behind us. This shit right here is what pisses me off. I haven’t seen or heard from him in two months and he just walks up and puts his hands and lips on me like it was just yesterday that we were together, but I have played this game all last year, so I brush it off and giggle.
    “Yes, of course, Brett. You know you are not easily forgotten.” I hear Mandy gag. I am so busy fighting Brett’s hand that I didn’t see a guy stop in front of me until I bumped into him. I stumble, which brings Brett out of my neck to see what happened.
    “Hey, watch it, loser. What, too much weed kill your brains cells?” Brett asks as he shoves the guy out of the way. Brett thinks that just because he’s a football star everyone will take his shit. I think the guy is going to say something because I can see his jaw clench, his body go rigid, and his hand make a fist. I am waiting for him to turn around swinging, but he doesn’t, he just moves