Make Me Yours
She never went to parties, not any that I ever went to, anyway, and if the subject wasn’t about class or the paper, then she didn’t have time for it.
I liked her though, even if she barely knew I existed, which was truly hard to imagine. I’m Archie Bannister, one of the Bannister triplets, the oldest, and according to more than a few of the ladies on campus, the hottest. Even if we were all identical. I pulled out my notebook from my backpack, and tried to get the attention of the tiny little brunette that had filled my imagination with more than one dirty thought since I saw her the first day of class.