Playing Hard to Get ✓

The Fit Hit the Shan

*Monday Morning*

I make my way to the student union to meet up with Jake before our Chem lecture. Everyone had their eyes on me and it was starting to make me nervous. What the hell was going on?

I find Jake and Dakota, along with some of Jake's other friends. "What's going on? Did you leave a huge hickey on my neck last night?" I ask, grabbing my compact out of my bag and checking my neck. "Ok, no hickey. What the hell is going on?"

"Ask Jake. He's the only one here who could have let this happen." Dakota says, giving Jake a dirty look.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Dakota doesn't reply, just slaps a picture face down on the table. I carefully pick it up, my face turning beet red when I see myself on the other side, the picture I had taken for Jake staring back at me. "Seriously? You did this?" I push the picture towards him before jumping up from my seat. "Tell the professor that I, unfortunately, won't be able to make it to class." I growl at him before running from the building.

*Jake's POV*

I watch Lincoln walk out of the student union. "I swear to God I didn't do this to her." I say, turning to Dakota.

"You're the only one that had access to it."

"How do I know you weren't with her when she developed it? You could have just as easily made a copy. This has been in my wallet since she gave it to me."

"Maybe because she's my best friend and I'd rather die than hurt her that way."

"Well, I feel exactly the same way. Did you guys get all of the copies?" They nod. "Good. Destroy them. And this one." I hand over the birthday present copy. "I'm going to go find her."

*Lincoln's POV*

I'm sitting in my bedroom crying when I hear my front door bang open. "Get your ass out of bed!" I hear Brad yell.

"No! Aren't y'all supposed to be in class?"

"Aren't you?" Lance's reply came.

"God, is the whole damn gene pool here?"

"Yup!" Chase yelled back.

"Fine, I'm getting up." I walk out of the room and all three of them cringe. "You're all assholes. Why are you here?"

"Jake called us."

I groan. "And what did he say?"

"That he didn't have anything to do with the... makeover... the student union was given and he'd be over in a half hour."

"I don't want him here. He's the only one who could've done this."

"He stayed overnight at the football house, same as you. And about 15 other people. So any one of them could have done it too."

I groan. There was no way I was going to be able to figure this out. "I'm going to have to transfer to a different campus. Go back home."

"You're not going to do that." Chase says. "Give us some time to figure out who did this before you do something drastic."

"Fine. You have a week before I unenroll and go home."