Ich habe in der Highschool schon unzählige Mädchen geküsst, doch die Einzige, die ich immer wollte, ist hoffnungslos in meinen besten Freund verliebt.
Lizas Besessenheit von Tony raubt mir den letzten Nerv. Aber plötzlich ändern sich die Dinge, als Tony in diesem Sommer ein anderes Mädchen kennenlernt und mich bittet, Liza ein wenig von ihrem Kummer abzulenken. Fuck, ich bin dabei!
Erst locke ich sie behutsam in mein Team und später auf meine Party. Noch nennt sie mich einen oberflächlichen Playboy. Ein paar Nachmittage lang Fußballtraining nur zu zweit sollten helfen, ihre Meinung über mich zu ändern. Die Sache mit dem Tequila-Kuss hätte ich aber vielleicht lieber lassen sollen. Oder doch nicht …?
I BANGED MY head against Ryan Hunter’s shoulder. “Kill me now!”
“Aw, why so tragic, booklover?” Hunter wrapped an arm around me and dragged me through the gate to the soccer field behind our high school. “It’s only for ten weeks. Grab a nice tearjerker, drool over Edward Twilight, and time will fly by.”
“Cullen.”
“What?”
“His name is Edward Cullen, not Edward Twilight.” I rolled my eyes. “And I read that one years ago.”
“Right. Whatever.” My team captain, with the teddy bear-brown eyes and roguish half-smile that made girls faint in droves when he walked past, patted my back. “I’m sure you’ll find another great book to keep yourself busy until you can play soccer with us again.”
I cast him a sharp sideways look. “Do you honestly want to know how many books I’ll have to read in that time to keep me sane?”
Ryan grimaced, running a hand through his chaotic, black hair. “Um, no.”
“Five hundred and seven—and then some.” Gah! “I hate Doctor Trooper. How could he do this to me?”
A laugh escaped Ryan. It was typical for him to sound so chilled out. Nothing fazed him, no matter how huge the problem. “Come on, Miller. It’s really not the end of the world.”
“You only say that because you don’t have to sit over there!” I pointed a thumb over my shoulder at the bench on the sidelines. But at the sight of Ryan’s helpless look and shrug, I forced down my frustration. It wasn’t his fault my leg was out of order for the winter season. That was courtesy of a girl player from the Riverfalls Rabid Wolves.
