POV’s Philip
The kitchen was filled with girls. Perfect, shouldn’t be too hard. I’d already caught four of them glancing my way. I guess being the Captain of the hockey team has its perks. One of them had long, dark hair and bright blue eyes. She’d been staring at me since I’d walked in from her spot by the bar. I’d never really… hit on a girl before. With Penny–
No. Not thinking about Penny right now. I slowly made my way over to the bar. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tate holding a camera, leaning over a counter to take a photo of Riley and their blonde friend as they chugged from their drinks with interlocked arms.
I told myself I kept looking over because of the bright flash of the camera, and the even brighter red of Tate’s leather shirt. It was impossible not to look.
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