17

PAIGE

"You should give it a try," Jo says.

"Mmhmm," I reply.

"I'm sure he gets more exercise thinking about you than when he's fighting."

"Oh God! Do you only come here for sexual stuff or what?"

Ian and Jo laugh from the sofa, and I return to my notes to study. It's all I do, and even in my free time between classes, I stay in the library buried in notes.

Girl with pretty eyes.

I read Samuel's message over and over again and type:

Sporty guy.

I don't ignore him, and I don't think my thing with Ashton is going to go much further than what's already happened. He doesn't date girls, and I know I'm not and won't be the only one, so I can hang out with whoever I want. But Samuel... I don't want him to get the wrong idea either.

I leave the phone among all my notes and adjust my reading glasses. I don't usually wear them, but I've found that if I read and concentrate so much, my vision gets tired faster and it gives me a headache. They're old glasses that I sometimes wore in high school an