understand, but it’s still awesome. You grew up with a dad who played in the NFL. Your brother and boyfriend are big time players at the college level, and most likely, both will be drafted to the NFL. Do you even like football?”
“I love football, believe it or not. Amy does, too.” I slyly direct the attention back to my best friend.
We finally make it to the English building and find our lit class. We have just taken our seats when my phone goes off a couple of times signifying I have text messages.
Troy: Miss You Princess ;) Can't wait to see you at lunch. Have a great class *kiss*
Daddy: Hey Babygirl! Have a wonderful first day of classes. LOVE YOU <3
I smile and text my dad back that classes are going great so far and that I love him, too. Then I text Troy and tell that I can’t wait to see him at lunch. Amy asks me who is texting me and I tell her it was my dad and Troy. Kent acts as if he is going to have a heart attack when he finds out my dad is texting me. Too funny.
Professor Foster, our English Literature professor, comes in. She is strict but seems like she is going to be a good teacher. I am excited about this class. I am such a geek when it comes to anything English or Literature related. I actually want to be a high school English teacher. This class will have three major grades. Two of them are papers on literary works, and the last is a group project on a literary work. I can’t wait.
When class is over, Amy and I walk out with Kent and his friend Tim towards the common area for lunch. Kent is still talking my ear off about football while Tim and Amy flirt. Tim is tall, like he could play basketball and has short blonde crew cut and I can tell Amy is into him a little by her flirting. Someone calls my name, and I turn to see Troy coming towards me. I wait for him to catch up and he picks me up to kiss me.
“Should I be worried about this guy?” he asks as he points toward Kent.
I laugh. “I think I should be the one worried. He has a serious man crush on you, David, and my dad.”
Troy reaches out to shake his hand and introduce himself, and I think Kent almost faints, seriously!
As we enter the Commons, Kent and Tim excuse themselves to go meet up with some of their friends and we go off to meet up with my brother and the other guys on the football team. Once again, I find myself sitting in Troy’s lap. I swear the boy just likes me sitting on his lap. He tells David about my new buddy Kent. David gets a kick out of the story.
I mumble, “I think he is trying to steal my boyfriend.” This causes the table to laugh. Really, I’m not being that funny. I think there is a serious bromance brewing.
After lunch, the guys head off to football practice, and Amy and I go to dance practice. As we are leaving, Troy gives me a very deep and delicious kiss goodbye. He acts as if he isn’t going to see me for three days, not three hours. Our kiss is finally interrupted. “Dude, really, that’s my sister. Not in front of me.”
Buffy is in rare form today at practice. I am ready to kill her five minutes into practice. She is still holding a major grudge against me for stealing Troy from her. It has become so bad that everyone but Vicky has commented on it to each other, me, or even to her. She is very careful around our coach not to go overboard, but I honestly am not sure how much more I can take before letting her have it.
Practice is finally over and I happily jump in the shower and get changed. As soon as we walk out of the building, Troy attacks me. He is still hot and sweaty from practice.
“Troy, that’s so gross. Now I have to take another shower.”
“Well, let’s go. You can shower with me in the locker room,” he says with a cocky grin.
“Eww! No, I don’t want to see all those ugly ass football players,” I say with a laugh.
Amy speaks up. “I do. Let me go shower in there.”
“Amy, you are such a perv.”
“Destiny,” she whines, “You are as pervy as I