Chapter 3

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When you stop expecting people to be perfect, you can like them for who they are

- Donald Miller

Thea's POV

It has been a week since college started. Some professors just make me wanna kill myself specially the amount of the work they give us.

It was a fucking Saturday and I was in my dorm doing my work so was Stella and Amy while Jeremy,Andy and cockroach had football practice.

Coming to Ryan we have texted a few times here and there he seems like a nice guy. Unlike most gym hunks he was not dumb actually he was quite intelligent.

We were finally done after about two hours. We were sitting at the cafe as usual when the boys entered.

"Hey" Stella waved

"Hi" all three said in unison

"Look Ryan" Amy nudged me.

I looked at him and he waved.

"Hey! Done with the your shit load of work?" He air quoted

"Yep"

"Nathan a guy from the football team you guys know him" he looked at Andy, Jeremy and Alec "he is throwing a party at his house. Why don't you people come?"

"No" Alec said.

No really what is his problem

"He is not feeling well. We'll see about him but Thea will go that's for sure" Stella said while Alec glared at her

"Cool. I will text you the address" Ryan looked at me and gave his stellar smile.

"See you tonight"

"See you"

"Seriously Alec what the hell is your problem? That guy is so fucking hot and clearly likes her" Stella was officially disappointed

"See why I hate him"

"It's been a week since you know him Claire don't do something you will regret" Alec was being weird

"Way to go grandpa" Jeremy slyly commented

"I have to go. See you guys later"

"Wait. Will you not come to the party?" Amy asked

"He will" everyone looked at me "there will me lot of hot girls" I smirked while Alec rolled his eyes and left

We hung out for sometime after that, talking about how Jeremy didn't have a prom date because he got dumped the day before.

If you ask me that's really sad. I had a great prom with Blake the hockey team captain of our school and later that night Tim proposed to me which was damn awkward.

Amy was coming to our room to get ready....I guess that's how girlfriends work I never had a single friend who didn't backstab me so what do I know.

"I don't have anything to wear" Amy cried out. Her curly hair was now messed up because she is continuously running her hands through her hair

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