Free Romance: Rockstar Romance: Rock My World (A Bad Boy Rock Star and a College Girl Romance) (Contemporary New Adult Second Chance Romance) by Kelly Clark Page A

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    “Lots of money in that.” There was a lot of money in medicine too. If he bothered to pay attention, he could have a much less physically destructive career. She assumed he was keeping the medicine as a back-up career if football didn’t work out. She tried to hide her scorn. Medicine meant a lot to her. She didn’t think it should take second place.
    He just stared at her for a moment. He understood the look on her face. He picked up his book and said, “Yeah, there sure is. I…uh..I see Danny over there. Gonna go sit with him. Have a great day, Rachel.”
    She instantly felt bad and hoped her cheeks weren’t red. “Okay, man. See ya . You too.”
    She watched him walk away, regretting her condescension. She hated it when she wasn’t nice. It made her feel like a snob, which she detested. She sighed and looked back down at her book, unable to really see or comprehend the words she was reading, silently berating herself in her mind.
     
    Dallas didn’t look at her for the rest of the class. He had chosen a table up front with his friend Danny and would have had to turn all the way around to look at her. But he was in a prime spot for her to see him and she watched him all the way up until their teacher finally got around to telling them their assignment.
    “All right, guys, here’s the deal. In order to pass this class, you’ve got to know some of the key terms and phrases we use in medicine. I am going to pair you up. You will need to give an oral presentation with documents and other visuals to help your audience understand what you’re talking about . You need to present it as if you are talking to people who have no idea what you’re talking about . I’m giving out the arrangements so please don’t ask for a specific partner.” Mr. Flynn held up a piece of paper and read from it. “Carter, Daniels. Langdon, Brazen. Johnson, Alexander. Macon, Smith. Arrington, Reynolds.”
    Rachel’s heart sank. She had been paired up with Dallas. He looked back at her over his shoulder, smiling slightly. He saluted her, and she nodded back with a smile. She still felt bad for berating him earlier but couldn’t manage much more than the smile she gave him. She felt two inches tall.
    After class, he came to her table and leaned on it with both arms, clasping his hands together in front of him. He smiled.
    “Looks like we’re working together, Rache.”
    She pressed her lips together. “Looks like it.”
    “What grade you getting in this class so far?”
    “An A. I assume you are what, around a C or something?”
    He lifted his eyebrows. “Yeah, I guess that would be about right.”
    “Do you know where your books are? Do you know how to do any research?”
    “Well, I…” He looked hesitant and doubtful. Both expressions irritated Rachel. She didn’t want to get a failing grade because this guy couldn’t be bothered to do the work he was assigned. She would rather do it all on her own than have to work with him. “I know where my books are, sure.”
    “So you don’t do research?”
    “I haven’t really had a lot of time to do research. Not a lot of experience at it.”
    “I guess football has to be first with you.” She closed her book abruptly and gathered her things together in a rough manner, shoving them into her book bag. “Look, don’t worry about it. I’ll do the work. I’ll just let you know what we’re doing when we present it to the class.”
    He stood up straight and gave her a hurt look. “No, I…I want to help. I can do some of it, too. You can show me how to do research.”
    “I won’t have the time to teach you how to research , Dallas. Seems to me that’s something a good college student should already know. But I know how important football is to you.”
    “That’s not it, I…”
    “Don’t worry about it, Dallas. Just concentrate on your football scores.” She turned on her heel and walked out of the class, leaving him to watch her with disappointment and hurt