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"The worst part of this whole situation was that he was attractive now. He'd been cute in high school. I remembered, because my eyes had lingered on him the longest of the four boys. He had bright green eyes, a smattering of freckles, and dark, wavy hair. Those things hadn't changed. What had changed is that he'd come into his body, and he was now filled out quite nicely. A little gawky looking then, now I could see the muscles in his arms, and he stretched the black shirt he was wearing in a perfect way. I hated that I thought he was hot enough to drool over. I wanted to slap some sense back into myself. " -Emma Shelby "I couldn't help but stare at her. I wasn't usually one for ogling women, and I had never thought that I had a type. But the instant that Emma had stepped into view, I knew my type was her. She had long, tan, muscular legs, emphasized by her fairly short shorts and booties. And then there were her shoulders. I had never seen someone with such beautiful shoulders. Well-defined, I could see the muscles shift every time she turned the car. All that was before I got to her face. Her face wasn't classically beautiful, but it was intense in a fierce sort of way. Something about her looked intelligent, and though I couldn't place it, I found myself drawn to it. I wanted to stop looking at her, but I really couldn't help myself. It might have been the four beers that were causing me to get borderline obsessive. " -Axel Clark ~~ They met once four years ago, their senior year in high school. That moment, although they barely knew each other, was the beginning of everything changing for each of them individually. Now, in their senior year of college, they are brought together again through a series of coincidences. Will they move on, or will they stay stuck in the past? They'll soon learn that in soccer, photography, life, and love, your perfect shot is always only one shot away.
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