Wednesday came, however.

While me and my friends were talking and walking around campus passing time before our next class, who do I see the moment I look at the other side of the road.

Sexy, short blonde hair, looking fine as fuck, and luscious red lips to die for.

She was busy looking at her phone though, but as as soon as she look up, we instantly lock eyes, and she freezes on her spot.

I flash her a small smile and lift my arm up to give her a small wave, but she just blinks and quickly turns her heel and runs toward the other direction.

And as much as I was hella confused, I told me friends I'd catch up with them later and quickly ran after Casey.

"Hey, wait" I tell her before standing right in front of her to stop her

"Uh... hi" she says nervously

"Are you running away from me? What's up?" I ask her. She then presses her lips together before letting out a sigh then quickly grabbed both of my arms

"Oh my gosh, River I am so fucking sorry about what happened at the party! That was so embarrassing, please tell me I didn't throw up on you!" she says so fast as she looks at me like she was about to cry

"Uh...." I began, making her scrunch her face in embarrassment before she hides her face on her palms.

"Oh god, I'm so fucking sorry!" Casey said through her palms, which made me kinda laugh because she looked so cute.

"You didn't. You're good" I tell her, making her quickly look up at me. I mean she did throw up on me, kinda, but I didn't want her to feel bad.

"Really?" she asked

"Yeah, you're good girl" I assured her. She stares at me for a couple more seconds as if waiting for me to say 'sike', but when that didn't happen, she quickly let out a dramatic sigh of relief, which only made me laugh even more.

"Oh, thank god!" she said "I spent the past days wanting to crawl in a hole just thinking about how embarrassing that was"

I honestly don't know if this is just because I kinda liked Casey, but I swear every word out of her mouth seemed so funny.

Funny and sexy. Definitely my type of girl.

"Hey so anyway" I begin "You wanna maybe hang out sometime?"

"I don't know" Casey answers as she purses her lips to think about it "Would it involve alcohol though? Cuz then I'm gonna have to pass so I don't embarrass myself again"

"Don't worry it won't. I promise" I assure her "No alcohol involved"

"Alright" Casey answers, making me smile

"Bet bet" I say "How does Friday night sound?"

She then looks up like she was thinking about it, before she looks up at me again and flashes me a smile.

"Sounds good" she answers

"Great. I'll text you" I tell her, before she nods and turns her heels and starts walking away with me watching her take every damn step away from me.

Goddamn.

God. Damn.

That is the finest girl I've ever met, and for some reason, I just could not take my eyes off her even while she walked away from me.


The rest of the day was boring to be honest. Same goes for Thursday.

Friday, however, was a different story.

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