Dating the Quarterback by Maggie Dallen

Author:Maggie Dallen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Maggie Dallen

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Harley

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If I’d had any inkling earlier in the day that I’d actually end up at the diner where all the cool kids hung out…I would have invited Janice.

As it was, though, it was a shock to me that I was being railroaded into going.

But really, what other choice did I have? I mean, game night?

I might have been a loser and a geek and a million other terms, but even I didn’t want to stay home and play Monopoly with my new stepfamily on a Friday night. So instead, I found myself riding in the passenger seat as Conner drove us to the diner. To see Rosalie.

The thing was…I couldn’t tell anymore if he was just going after her because of this stupid bet, because his pride was at stake, or none of the above. I was starting to think that maybe, just maybe, he actually liked the girl.

He had a weird energy about him as we made our way to the diner, where there was a good chance he’d see Rosalie. There was an even better chance that I’d see Tristan. I knew from Janice that he wasn’t a big partier but that he did do the football team stuff, and that usually meant going to the diner after practices, and to parties after a game.

So tonight, he could very well be there. Hanging out with the popular crowd, beloved and intimidatingly hot.

I shifted uneasily in my seat as we grew close. We’d stopped talking a while ago, each of us lost in our thoughts.

I kind of wondered if he was stewing over the things we’d said to each other before we left. Guilt was an uncomfortable passenger in the car with us—at least, I felt a little guilty for the things I’d said. Maybe he did too.

Although…I snuck a peek in his direction but his expression was impossible to read.

Much as I might not have wanted to admit it, one thing he’d said stuck more than anything else he’d said. One phrase in particular—run and hide.

You run and hide. You ignore the opportunities in front of you because it’s easier to stand back and judge everyone else…

Was he right?

Maybe.

I fidgeted again and the anxious pit in my stomach grew a million times over as the fluorescent lights of the diner’s sign came into view.

I trailed along behind Conner, following him into the crowded restaurant that was teeming with our classmates. Football jerseys and cheerleader uniforms seemed to be at the center of it all and my eyes automatically sought him out.

Tristan. There he was, standing in a group of guys near the back, his arms folded across his chest and his gaze fixed on me.

“I’ll be right back,” Conner said.

I fidgeted with the end of one of my braids before shoving my hands into the pockets of my sweatshirt and keeping my head down.

I shouldn’t have done that. I really should have kept tabs on Conner. Instead, after a few minutes of trying to hide in

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