Liandra Almere isn't happy but she isn't sad either. She has amazing friends who support her through all her crazy thoughts. She even has her own band which is quite successful for a college band. She is just going through her normal life without an...
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Sometimes it all gets too much.
Every single person in this room is having fun because we won our soccer game. But all I can think about is how my brother should have been sitting here and not me. He should be the one celebrating all this shit because that is what he loved the most in the world. Attention because of how good he was.
But he can't do that any longer so I am stuck here. I am the one who gets attention from all the people around me wanting to talk to me. All of them want to congratulate me on the win. Some girls even suggested some time alone because they always wanted to suck a champion.
"It is better if you want to succeed than you go to someone else." The girl who is sitting on my lip trying to get my attention stops smiling. She has been doing her best to get me out of this room so I would fuck her but I am not the type of guy who does that. I am not a player who fucks every girl he finds slightly attractive.
I only sleep with people that I have a feeling for which haven't been a lot of people. Some of the guys tease me with it because come on which athlete doesn't sleep around? They all find it weird that I have not once said yes to any of the girls who were desperate to get my attention. I just don't want to get their hopes up because I won't do the shit with them.
"But I want you. My friends said that the quiet ones are always the kinkiest ones." The girl beside me giggles when I push the other girl off my lap. "And you will never find out if she is right or not."
Getting off the couch, I make my way through the house. When I agreed to come to this party I didn't think it through. I really thought that this time would be different but it is nothing like that. I am not the party type of guy.
"You are leaving a trace of heartbroken girls, Norris." Dallas can barely stand straight on his legs while he is holding a beer tight in his hand. "And Hunter and the rest of the team follow that trace like a good dog. You do know that is why they like you so much?"
I know that most of the guys hook up with the girls that tried to flirt with me. It is not that I don't find them attractive or hot. It is more that they are not the girl that always occupies my fucking head. She lives there rent-free and she doesn't have any clue about it.
"I don't really care about them liking me or not." And it isn't a lie because most of the guys are jerks on the team. The only ones that I can actually stand are the ones that are my real friends.
But since Mason is whipped and wants to spend all his time with his girlfriend, he isn't here. He is spending girls' night with Brynn, Davina, and Maya. And Maya told me once that he is the biggest gossip out of the three of them. He knows all kinds of shit because he always listens to everybody but never speaks to them.
She even told me that he willingly comes to her class at times to help her out. Maya is a fashion major who needs all the models she can have. I am quite sure that one of these days Mason is going to ask me to step up so I can walk one of her catwalks. For some reason, he can't participate anymore.
