Taking the Shot

Ellie Before my junior year at Lincoln University, I promised myself three things. Just three. One: Actually dig into the whole sorority girl bit. Two: Stay away from athletes. Three: Seriously, stay away from athletes. When Professor Taylor posted our chem midterm partners, and I got stuck with the captain of Lincoln's Ice Hockey team, I was sure I'd be able to abide by rules two and three. After all, I was immune to Leo's whole "hottest guy on campus" thing. I grew up with him-my brother's best friend... Who I've been obsessed with since I was eight.F me. Leo Senior year. Captain of the hockey team, already engaged to the NHL with the perfect union months away. My whole life mapped out ahead of me. All my dreams have come true-Except for the one with Eleanor Rhodes. That one's reoccurring, starring her in nothing but my number and that perfect little blush that shows up every time she looks at me. No biggie. I've worked that one out... In the shower, numerous times. I never had a reason to get any closer than her Instagram until Professor Taylor assigned us as chem partners. The one girl on campus who shouldn't be on my radar, yet she somehow seems to be the only one.

Kameron I was never happier than the day my mother (and grandmother) agreed that I could leave the great state of Texas to attend a college nearly two thousand blissful miles away from home. They only agreed because: 1. Delta is the top sorority at Lincoln University; therefore, I could and would become the third generation of Hunt women to hold the office of Delta President. 2. Brad Kosta, my uncle, was the coach of the Lincoln Lions Ice Hockey team, and he could look after me. I also had a secret obligation to fulfill to myself. I would pursue my passion-photography-and find a man to give myself to who my brothers couldn't intimidate. A man who wouldn't turn college into a cautionary tale of heartbreak and self-loathing but instead a fond memory. A man who wasn't a player, an F-boy, or some stupid jock. The thing is, the only guy I've met on a campus who's held my interest is, in fact, a jock. Not just any jock-he's one of Uncle Brad's top players. Evan Senior year's focus should be all about securing my spot with the Brooklyn Bears. I should be skating easy. I should be… but I'm not. I'm about to make an enemy out of the one person I should be bowing to-Coach Kosta. Not my fault he hired a smoke show to be our team photographer. One with hella curves, southern charm, and impeccable taste in men-me. One who confessed she'd never given herself to anyone but trusted that I was the right man for the job. They say, "sticks over chicks," but whoever coined that phrase had obviously never met a girl like Kameron Kosta, the coach's niece. I'll let that chick do whatever she wants to my… stick, no matter the cost.