"Oh, great! Slept like a baby!" Jason quipped.
"Well hey, enjoy your breakfast, slacker. Some of us have class!" Moudy said, ribbing him as he slung his backpack on and left the room.
Jason made a face at his back.
Jeffrey shrugged. "Just a rebel, I guess."
Liz scrunched her face up, considering his position. "Well, what are the chances you'll run into that chick again? Pretty low, right?"
"Yeah, hopefully," Jason grumbled, following Liz inside.
"YOU!" Her eyes widened and she scowled. "What?! Are you stalking me now?!" she demanded shrilling.
Jason turned and bumped into Liz. "Let's get out of here," he said under his breath, grabbing Liz and dragging her to the opposite end of the library.
Jason completely missed Liz's dig on Ashley. He'd been busy watching to make sure Wrong-Ashley wasn't following him. Leaning back, he saw her busily complaining to a friend about the jerk who man-handled her. Embarrassed beyond belief, he drug a hand over his face.
Liz sighed. "There's always some excuse, huh?" she joked, poking his shoulder. Glancing over her shoulder, she scoped out the pissed off chick. "Want me to pummel her?" she asked. "I bet I could take her."
"God, no! Let's just get out of here!" Jason said, leading her to the door.
Mahmoud nodded. "Yup. Class just ended. I was thinking about heading upstairs."
"Let's go!" Jason told the group.
Jason laughed. "I've never played before either. I just wanted to make sure neither of you laughed at me!"
"Oh, we'll laugh at you, alright!" Mahmoud teased. "I can think of plenty of jokes about not knowing how to use your stick."
"You're so dirty!" Liz laughed with fake affront as she playfully slapped Mahmoud on the chest. "I should've known better than to play with boys!"
Jason shook his head. "That's wrong, Liz. Just... wrong!"
"Let me show you how it's done!" Mahmoud bragged, swaggering over to take his shot.
"You show him, baby!" Liz crowed, ribbing Jason in the side with her elbow. "Moudy knows how to use his stick!" she teased.
Jason sputtered with laughter. "God, Liz! TMI!"
Jason shook her hand. "Nice to meet you!" he said with a small smile, not surprised when a fluttering of attraction made itself known.
"Come on in!" Paris said, fluttering her lashes at him.
The sorority sister behind her added, "Yeah, they say you're definitely going to go Pro next year!" She gushed, "I totally want your autograph!"
Sarah bopped up and down on the couch. "Oh! Can you give us an autograph?!"
All the girls seemed to be way more interested in Jason than they were in getting to know her. Ashley made a face. Maybe she shouldn't have introduced Jason to the sorority sisters. It irritated her to no end that they were gushing over him like schoolgirls.
Jason, not recognizing the tension-filled silence, slung his arm around her.
The girls shifted uncomfortably. It was easy to tell that Ashley was annoyed. "So," Sarah attempted to change the subject...
"Are you kidding me?!" a voice thundered behind him.
Jason winced, hesitantly turning around.
Jason turned to face his girlfriend with a look of horror and guilt. Of course, she would have to be a sorority sister. Man!
"Were you flirting with her?" Ashley demanded angrily.
"Flirting?!" The-Wrong-Ashley scowled, popping her hand on her hip. "He kissed me on some stupid dare at the frat party the other night!"
Ashley glanced back at him, hurt coloring her eyes.
Jason held his hand up for Ashley to wait a minute and pointed his finger at The-Wrong-Ashley. "That's not what happened!" he protested, turning back to his girlfriend and swearing, "That's not what happened, Ashley! I swear!"
He heard The-Wrong-Ashley scoffing.
"Baby! It was dark and I was a little juiced! I swear! I thought she was you!" Jason said, desperately pleading with Ashley. "Tell me you believe me!" he begged.
"It's not a story!" Jason said angrily. "Ask Moudy! I thought she was you!"
Ashley shook her head and ran from the house, slamming the front door.
"Actually! I am happy! I'm just glad she knows what kind of guy you really are!" she snapped, watching him leave. Once a cheater, always a cheater, right?
The door slammed furiously behind him.