{Skinny genes- Eliza Doolittle}

+Thursday+ The guys have organized a touch football game for everyone in the flatlands. This is your chance to score a date for the big party tomorrow.

I had to say, this college sure kept you entertained. It was only my third day here, and there was another event. I could get used to this. If college is all about having fun, staying out late and leaving it till the last minute to study then I was all for it.

Today was definitely my scene. The sun shining high in the sky, music blaring with a few drinks on the side and of course dozens of shirtless guys, what was not to like?

I arrived her with my roommate, AJ. Things hadn't really improved between us, so I'd given up. Maybe with time, we'd become friends, get along even. 

I sat on the blanket I had brought, sipping my ice tea, sighing contently as the ice cold liquid slid down my throat, cooling me. I propped back on my elbows, surveying the shirtless guys that covered the field. I couldn't help the smirk that surfaced when my eyes latched onto Parker.

He was hard to miss, in those jeans, his glorious torso on display. I couldn't get him out of my mind since the bonfire. I didn't know why though, I mean of course he was gorgeous, anyone would notice that. But I did have a boyfriend, so why did Parker have a permanent residence in my mind, when my boyfriend didn't?

I frowned slightly as I thought about this. I was so lost in my own world that I didn't notice Park approaching till his figure blocked the sun. I looked up, and my breath caught in my throat. He looked absolutely gorgeous, wearing his dazzling smile, beads of sweat dripping over his sculpted torso. I smiled back at him, thankful my sunglasses where shading my eyes, otherwise he would've noticed I was staring.

" Hey Valentina, right?" He asked, settling down beside mean, his elbow propped up to support his head. I nodded in response, not trusting my voice at the moment. I slowly brought the bottle of tea to my lips, just for something to do.

" So did you enjoy the game?" I turned to him, lifting my sunglasses to the top of my head, nodding again."Yeah, you were great out there."I replied, mentally thanking God that my voice didn't stutter. 

" So, football's one of your passions?" I asked, playing with a loose thread on the blanket. He shrugged, reaching up to run his hand through his hair, and I gotta say, that was one of the most sexiest movements I had ever seen. " No, I'm more into modeling." He glanced at he, his eyes cautious, studying me ,waiting for my reaction.

I raised my eyebrows in surprise, but thinking on it now, why was I surprised? He definitely had the looks for it. " Modeling huh? well I for one would use you for my portfolio."

He barked a laugh in response, sending me again that smile, which I had began to wonder did he keep for me, he seemed to use it when I was around.

"Well, glad to see someone approves...H--" He was cut off as someone shouted his name. We both turned to find some of his friends, waving and shouting at him. I sighed inwardly. We seemed to always get interrupted by his friends. He seemed to be thinking along the same lines as he sent me a 'what can I do?' look. He got up, turning to face me." Well, I suppose I'll see you.." He smiled apologetically before jogging off.

I sighed again, slipping my sunglasses on. I decided it was time to leave, I had gotten enough sun and my skin was turning red, not brown. I began to pack up my things when I felt someone tap my shoulder.

Jumping in surprise, I managed to suppress the scream that rose in my throat. I turned around to be face to face with Parker. I looked at him questionably, my head cocked to the side.

" Will you go to the Party with me?" He asked, his gaze boring into mine. I couldn't help but count the colour in his eyes, they were mesmerizing. "Uh, yeah sure." I answered quickly as I realized he had been waiting for a reply. His smile grew wide, and he kissed my cheek briefly before running off once again to join his friends.

He left me there, looking after me, a dazed look upon my face, a content smile. I didn't even care that my conscience was warning me that this wasn't a good idea. 

Picking up my bad, I made my way through the crowd, thinking about Parker once again. Then again, I don't think he ever left.

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