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I start to giggle at both of them checking my car out.
Boys.
Chapter Nine
I Might Even Kiss You
Carter
The hot steam from the shower opens my pores while I’m shaving my legs, I’m mentally preparing myself for the killer heels I’m about to slip on for the night. I sigh and shut my eyes as I allow the razor to skim across my skin, shaving my legs for the evening. I haven’t shaved in a while but my mom warned me to look nice for the evening. If I don’t, I will forever be in her bad books. That’s not something I can handle. My brothers, maybe. But me? No way.
Propping my leg up on the side of the shower to get a better angle, I allow the beads of water trickle down my body. I set the water to be really hot, almost scalding; that’s just how I like it.
I don’t even know what this event is for. All I know is that my dad is giving a speech on football and coaching and also to help raise money for the college for sports and academics. He’s doing it because he attended here too. So did my mom, that’s how they met.
He was the star quarterback for the college and my mom was not into football at all. He was idolized on campus, according to her, and she was all he ever saw when they first met, according to him. They fell in love, and after some months of fighting it, they got married after my mom found out she was pregnant with Austin. We like to call him “El Accidente,” which he hates.
Finishing with my right leg, I start with the other.
I think the top people in this college will be here tonight. The heads of different schools, deans, professors, coaching staff, etcetera. I get why my brothers are going; they came here too and are now two of the best players in the NFL. My dad trained them well and from a very young age.
But I don’t get why I have to go? All I have to do is stand next to him while he talks to the big guys, who do nothing but send me creepy smiles and winks. I shudder at the thought.
Sometimes, they even introduce me to their sons who will “take over the company in the future” as a way of impressing my dad but he can see right through it. My mom on the other hand, she’s a hopeless romantic and thinks that the guys I’m introduced to is the right one, every time.
If my dad had his way, I would die a lonely old woman who has never been seen or touched by any man. My mom wants lots of grandkids, and she’ll be waiting a while after the conversation that went down last week. I’d rather not go down that road, not yet anyway.
Finishing my shower, I wrap a towel around my body and another in my hair as I walk to the living room. I close the door and walk into my room. I pat my skin dry and apply some moisturizer my brother Chris got me for Christmas. Hearing my phone buzz while it’s charging, I walk around my bed and light it up to see who has messaged me.
Kevin: You want to do the therapy assignment together so we can help each other out? :)
Kevin is the guy I met in one of my classes. He sat next to me and started talking to me. I sat there completely dumbfounded as to why he was talking to me. He has bright blond hair making him look borderline Scandinavian. He has the pretty boy face; he’s really good looking. But I didn’t understand why he was talking to me. He’s been so nice to me since that day, he paid for my hot chocolate the day I saw TJ and Nick in the cafe.
Nick.
I couldn’t sleep thanks to him. The entire night, my mind was in overdrive trying to analyze his words and memorizing his eyes. Those hunter green irises that are currently haunting me. I sigh as I think about him, knowing I shouldn’t be.
Me: Sure! I’d like that! I need all the help I can get. :)
Kevin: Perfect, I’ll text you when we can meet up. Talk soon xx
Me: Cool! See you soon! Xx
I honestly don’t know why I put two x’s at the end of the message. I’m not used to texting people, especially people my age. I’m assuming it’s very normal to do it here.
I release my wild hair from the towel and slip on the dress that my mom bought me. I fix the straps and look at myself in the mirror. My mom always had a good fashion sense. I see the dress hugging my figure perfectly like a glove.
“I love your dress, Carter! You look so pretty! Do you want me to do your hair and makeup?” I spin around to face the voice that suddenly appeared, and my face lights up.
“I would love that Haley! I have no idea what I’m doing!” I laugh, pulling gently at my mess of a hair. I hear her run over to me while dragging a chair behind her. Placing me in front of the mirror, she wastes no time to get down to business.
“I love doing hair and makeup! I’m so excited! Can I do whatever I want or do you have an idea in your head?” she asks my reflection.
I shrug, replying with, “Do whatever you want! I don’t mind as long as I look somewhat normal!” We giggle and she starts to dry my hair.Half an hour later, my brown layered hair is bone dry and she starts to use her hot tools to curl my hair. Then Danielle joins us and lays on my bed. Once Haley is finished with the last piece, she sprays some hairspray, making me and Danielle choke on the reason we have a hole in our ozone layer.
“So, what is this thing for?” Haley asks, coming back inside with her makeup bag, which looks more like a suitcase.Good lord, this girl has a lot of makeup.
“I actually am not sure, I just know my brothers and I have to go support my dad. He’s doing a speech on stage and wants us all up there with him. My mom is forcing me to go.” I roll my eyes, making both Haley and Danielle laugh.
