Page 4 of Heart of Gold
Levi basically spits out the drink he just filled up, “Oh my god. He really asked you that? That doesn’t seem like him at all.”
“He was acting super weird, that’s for sure.”
“When we were little, we would pretend our names were Phoenix and Apollo but I’ve never heard him say that to anyone now. That was just treehouse lingo.”
I shrug my shoulders, “Was he high?”
“Oh no. Absolutely not. He doesn’t put any of that shit into his body. He doesn’t even drink. When his friends pressure him, he’ll sneak and pour it out then replace it with water.”
“Wow, he must be serious about avoiding the Freshman 15.”
Levi scoffs, “No, he’s serious about football and absolutely nothing else.”
I nudged him playfully, “Well, he has your face so I’m gonna go ahead and assume that he’s probably serious about the ladies.”
“Are you saying I’m beautiful?” Levi grins.
“I’m saying you aren’t a total eye sore.”
He flashes me a smile, “Gee, thanks. Good to know I’m not completely disgusting looking.”
I smile. “You’re decent, I suppose.”
We sit and talk for a while, about school and what we are both planning on studying. He wants to go into journalism, preferably sports, and I tell him how I absolutely have no idea what I want to do with my life. Surprisingly, he doesn’t judge. He tells me about how he used to play football and his heart surgery.
I learn this guy’s entire life story and he acts genuinely interested in learning mine, but I don’t tell him everything. I leave out most of the details, just hitting the high points. You know the necessary things you tell someone you just met.
Levi’s attention turns to the corner of the room, where Phoenix orders some food. With both of them standing in front of me, I notice some differences.
Phoenix looks to have about 10 more pounds of solid muscle than Levi, and his hair is cut a little shorter, where Levi’s is long enough to curl up at his ears. I take him in, noticing how thick his legs are.
“You keep staring at him like that, he’s likely to walk straight over here and fuck you on this table.”
I give him a sincere “go to hell” look.
He holds his hands up in surrender, “I’m just saying, you are very obviously checking him out.”
I roll my eyes, “I am not. He’s definitely not my type.”
Phoenix turns to us, his eyes easily landing on the two of us. His hair peeks through the hole above the closure on his backward hat.
“You literally just said I wasn’t disgusting looking.”
I sigh, quickly babbling, “Yeah well now that I see you both together it's obvious you are fraternal twins.”
He raises a brow, knowing they do in fact look very similar, and I’m full of shit.
“He’s coming over here.”
I shake my head and laugh, grabbing my bag and what’s left of my drink, “Maybe I’ll see you at the club tonight? I’m not really in the mood forPhoenixright this second.”
Levi laughs, and I walk away before his brother reaches our table because even though he was acting like a pig earlier today, I will admit, he’s better than decent looking.
I didn’t think I actually had a type but unfortunately it’s six foot gorgeous fuckboys who think it’s okay to say inappropriate things to strangers.
chapter three
Gavin
