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~~~ An introvert, college, boys and a b*tchy, self-absorbed, incredibly popular best friend. What could possibly go wrong? ~~~ "And here I was thinking you were being a gentleman" I joke He smirks. "Didn't you hear? Chivalry's dead." I giggle. "Fine, I'll get you a drink. But only because I believe in equality" I say "But first...I gotta go get my wallet" I sigh He chuckles again. God, I love that sound. "Not now. You should take me out on a date" He says, leaning back onto the bar. "Are you asking me out?"I tease He turns to look at me, a mischevious smile tugging at his lips. "No, you are" He says "In that case, can I get your number?" I ask He sits up abruptly, fanning his face. "Oh my gosh, are you like...asking for my number?" he says in a stereotypical high pitch girly voice. I playfully roll my eyes. "Not if you don't shut up" I warn He grins, leaning in again. "I'll give you my number" he whispers, sending chills running down my spine. "But only if you give me yours first" He says, a smirk evident on his lips ~~~~
Chapter 1: His stare...
