Fuckboy
I shrugged, about to come up with another excuse of why I can't write the paper, but Elijah ran up to us.
"Elizabeth, be my partner for beer pong."
I cringed. I hated that game, and I could tell Connor knew by seeing the look on my face.
"We're actually writing our English papers right now."
Elijah smirked at us, "Sure, buddy. Come on Elizabeth, he has a girlfriend. Play with us."
I was about to say no, but then Elijah's lips ended up on mine. It caught me by surprise, as well as Connor. The kiss wasn't even passionate. It was as though Elijah slipped and his face just so happened to crash land onto mine.