Bragan Boys (Bragan University #1-5) by Gianna Gabriela

Bragan Boys (Bragan University #1-5) by Gianna Gabriela

Author:Gianna Gabriela [Gabriela, Gianna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Author Gianna Gabriela LLC
Published: 2020-08-29T04:00:00+00:00


7

ZACK

“Finally, you made it!” Nick says, putting his arm over my shoulder the moment I walk into the party at the Baseball House. It’s funny that all of our houses are just named after the sport we play. Way to be creative, Bragan.

“Yup, I’m here. Where are the drinks?” I ask, my head already pounding at the thought of a repeat of today’s hangover.

Yes. A repeat because I never learn my lesson. A drink is exactly what I need to forget my problems—even if only temporarily.

“Hell yes,” Nick shouts. He turns around, ordering a freshman to grab a beer for me. “Thanks, dude,” he says when the kid returns. He’s probably aware of Nick’s fighting reputation, hence the reason he didn’t fight being told what to do.

“That was rude,” I tell him after the kid leaves.

He shrugs and hands the beer over to me. “You asked for a drink.”

“I could’ve grabbed one myself.”

“Well, now you don’t have to.”

I shake my head and gulp down the drink anyway. There’s no point in arguing; it’s not like Nick will listen anyway.

“I’ll be back. Let me go grab another beer,” I tell Nick after I finish the first. I walk away before he has the chance to order someone else to get it for me.

“Are you thirsty tonight or something?” I hear him shout from behind me but ignore it. I walk around the house until I find the kitchen, wondering why it’s always fuller in the kitchen. The Baseball House needs to learn from us: we have drinks all over the house.

I walk toward the kegs, the line of people moving when they notice I’m there. The power of being a football player is unbelievable. It’s one of the few times I feel like I have privilege. It’s too bad it doesn’t pay my parents’ bills.

Not yet.

I cut to the front of the line and fill up my cup. Chugging down that one too, I get a refill and step away. When I make my way back to the living room, I find Nick dancing with some girls. Little Hunter: always the center of attention.

Too tired to be in the middle of things, I find the nearest wall and rest there. From my little corner, I watch the drunk girls flirt, and the baseball players stare at the football players enviously. Taking another sip of my beer, I wait for it to numb me, but when I see a blonde girl dancing in the middle of the living room, my eyes open widely.

Today has been so busy that I hadn’t given much thought to the girl in the red dress I saw dancing in the ballroom last night. I don’t think I ever approached her. I don’t remember anything other than the shots I took with the guys—one too many shots. I push myself off the wall, ready to walk up to her and finally introduce myself, but she turns around and I can somehow tell it isn’t her.

Although I don’t exactly remember what the girl from the school party looked like, I have a vague recollection of her beauty.



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