Kith never thought that her senior year of high school would be spent in a frat house, especially the frat house of her ex-best friend's, douchey, irresponsible older brother, Cameron. She'd fantasized about going to college since middle school, but...
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"Where were you guys?" Nate asked once they got back. Cameron leaned against the fridge with a stupid smile on his face. He couldn't get the image of the baby out of his head. He wanted to tell someone about it, but he felt that they wouldn't get it, or care as much as he did. None of them had been there; they hadn't seen what he'd seen. "On a date?"
"No," losing the smile, he made a face. "At her appointment."
"What? Is she your girlfriend now?" Ty asked upon entering. Turning one of the kitchen table chairs backwards, he flopped down and raised an interested eyebrow. Ty was one of the bigger guys in the house, and he was pretty well known on campus since he was one of the better football players.
"No," Cameron answered.
"Then what is she?" Ty pressed.
"Yeah, you said she's your friend. But you're going to her appointments and stuff," Nate sided with Ty, leaving the end open. "Sounds serious."
"She's my girl," Cameron answered after a moment's pondering. "That's it."
"What the hell is that?" Nate fired back. "Your girl?"
"She's not my girlfriend, alright?"
"Yeah, he has Heather." Ty stood up and motioned for Cameron to move from in front of the fridge.
"She's not my girlfriend either," Cameron said quickly. He watched as Ty started eating pickles straight from the jar. "And with Kith... I mean... I might like her a little."
"You have to like her," Nate said sarcastically. "You got her pregnant."
"That's your kid?" Ty stopped eating, pickle halfway to his mouth.
"Duh that's his kid," Nate looked at Ty like he was the biggest idiot in the world. "She moves in and she's magically pregnant three months later? Think about it."
"Seriously?" Ty wouldn't stop looking at him.
"Yeah," Cameron agreed with Nate. "But, even with that... it's not the same thing. We were just friends when that happened. It wasn't like she was my girlfriend or anything."
"So, what?" Ty crunched down on another pickle and stared at Cameron. "You want to go out with her?"
"No." Cameron shook his head before glancing down at the floor. "Well, no, I can't. I can't like her like that. She's seventeen."
"You liked her enough to have sex with her," Nate countered.
"Shut up!" Cameron retorted. "She's great, I'll say that. Gorgeous. Fucking look at her. But she - we've got enough going on without doing some bullshit dating thing. She's my girl, that's it. Shut up, man."
Raking fingers through his hair, he looked over their heads. He couldn't go out with her. She was seventeen, and he had that thing about not being with high school girls. And the whole pregnancy thing made it a little weird. Not to mention, Kith wasn't interested in him, and he wasn't going to take advantage of an already vulnerable state. She'd had enough of that.
