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CHAPTER ELEVEN

ZANDER

SIX MONTHS LATER

School was a blast. Fucking not. Luckily, I was entering college when Vicky and I had gone our separate ways. We never called each other. Football practice, games, and studying kept me occupied. This was the first year, I didn’t spend the holidays with Vicky’s family.

I invited Hayden over to my house for Thanksgiving.

Hayden, Owen, and I sat around watching Football.

“How is school coming along, Hayden?” Owen asked. He sipped his beer, sitting back on the black leather sofa.

“It’s going well. There are an abundance of chicks.” He smiled.

We chuckled.

“Sure is.” Owen raised his bottle in the sky.

“Hayden, my mom, said she was shocked you were coming over. What happened between you and Zander?”

I sipped my beer staring between them. “You can tell him, Hayden.”

“Zander and my sister were seeing each other. He wrote me off because I forbid him to see her.”

My jaw twitched. “So, Owen, here we are. We’ve moved past that time in our lives. We’ve been best friends since I can remember. I needed to hang out with my bud.”

Hayden snickered. “The end of the summer sucked not kicking it with you.”

“Same,” I lied.

I refused to think about her while I sat around her brother.

“Zander, how many chicks are you banging right now?”

This was normal talk for Hayden and I. “Only three. I double majored and I’m playing football. So, my time is limited.”

Owen sat up. “You are going to parties, right?”

“Yeah, absolutely.”

There weren’t any fucking chicks. There were my studies, beer, and football. Every night, I saw Vicky’s face. It had to stop. I knew it was time I dated again, or I’d lose my shit.

“Owen, you’re the college veteran between us. What advice do you have for us?”

I sank into the matching sofa across from him in our oversized family room.

“Don’t make two chicks your girlfriends. The shit was totally fucked up. One girl was a sophomore, basically lived in the library. The other girl was a senior. I thought they’d never cross paths. Fucking wrong. I was at a frat party and they both approached me and slapped me. So, I’ve sworn off girlfriends. Chicks don’t mind sharing you as long as you don’t give them the girlfriend title.”

Hayden and I laughed hysterically.

I sat on the bed in my dorm room, staring into space.

“Zander, do you want to grab a bite?”

“Zander!”

I blinked twice then glanced down at her face, resting in my lap. I shook off the memory. “Sorry, what?”

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