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“Hey! That was for me.” I reached for the ball, but Chad pulled back.
“No way. Why would he give it to you?”
“Uh…because I’m the hottest girl here.”Duh.“Why would he give it toyou?”
“Because he thinks I’m awesome. I’ve talked to him a few times in line at the dining hall. We were totally vibing.”
“Dude, Adonis has no idea who you are,” said Trent.
“Of course he does. I’m pretty sure that my witty banter with him is what got us invited to the party tonight.”
“Uh, no. Sorry, that was obviously my dad. Senator Kenneth Donahue.”
“Yeah, I know who your dad is. And it was probably a combo. I mean…Adonis’ balls don’t lie.” Chad held up the ball with a huge smile on his face. “Look, it even has his phone number.”
“I bet you’d like Adonis’ balls in your mouth,” said Scooter. “Race you back to the dorms. Last one back has to lick Adonis’ ball.” He jumped over two rows of seats and sprinted for the exit, pushing about a dozen people over in the process.
Trent and Chad sprinted off behind him. Carryingmyfootball.
“He take gangbang invite?” asked Slavanka.
“Yeah,” I said with a sigh. I looked back at the field to see if Adonis was still out there, but the teams had already headed to the locker rooms. I’d missed my chance. For now. “Come on, girls. Let’s go get ready for this party tonight. There’s no way Adonis isn’t a member of the Gryphon Club…which means there will be plenty of opportunities for me to properly show him that Chad has the hottest girlfriend. And by that I mean I’m gonna suck his cock.”
Ready to Mingle - Chapter 25 - General Orville Thunderstick III
Saturday – September 14, 2013
We left the stadium just in time to see Scooter and Trent jump into Scooter’s Lambo and speed off.
“I wonder how he can even see with the windshield cracked like that,” said Ash.
Apparently the answer was that he couldn’t, because he went from 0 to 60 in about 3 seconds flat and crashed directly into a lamp post that had been in front of him the entire time.
Then it was a whole big scene.
An ambulance came. Trent got stretchered away. Blah blah blah. None of the paramedics were hot, so I didn’t really pay much attention to what was happening.
Long story short, Trent would be in the hospital all night, so he couldn’t come to the party. We’d had to walk back to their dorm, and now we were running late. And Ash was freaking out.
“Don’t worry,” said Scooter. He tried to put his arm around Ash, but she squirmed away. “I’ll get us there in no time.”
“No way,” said Chad.
“Why? Oh. You’re worried that I’ll crash again?”
“Yes.”
“Well, that’s dumb. What are the odds that I’d total two Lambos in one day?”
“For a guy who’s nicknamed Scooter because you crashed three scooters in 12 hours, I’d say pretty high.”
Scooter grunted. “You’re missing some important context there.”
“Am I?” asked Chad. “Am I really?”
Scooter adjusted his pink bowtie and mumbled the saddest little, “No.”
“I really think it’s best if we just don’t go,” said Ash. She looked longingly at the big screen TV that took up nearly an entire wall of Chad’s dorm room. “Anyone up for aParks and Recmarathon?”
