Romance: Young Adult Romance: The Perfect Game (A Highschool Football Romance) (Bad Boy Nerd New Adult Romance) Read Free

failing grade because this guy couldn’t be bothered to do the work he was assigned. She would rather do it all on her own than have to work with him. “I know where my books are, sure.”
    “So you don’t do research?”
    “I haven’t really had a lot of time to do research. Not a lot of experience at it.”
    “I guess football has to be first with you.” She closed her book abruptly and gathered her things together in a rough manner, shoving them into her book bag. “Look, don’t worry about it. I’ll do the work. I’ll just let you know what we’re doing when we present it to the class.”
    He stood up straight and gave her a hurt look. “No, I…I want to help. I can do some of it, too. You can show me how to do research.”
    “I won’t have the time to teach you how to research , Dallas. Seems to me that’s something a good college student should already know. But I know how important football is to you.”
    “That’s not it, I…”
    “Don’t worry about it, Dallas. Just concentrate on your football scores.” She turned on her heel and walked out of the class, leaving him to watch her with disappointment and hurt written all over his face.
     
    At the end of the day, Rachel met Bree by the little coffee shop on the corner where they always met up. Bree got coffee, anyway . Rachel enjoyed an iced green tea chai latte. She saw Bree already sitting at their normal table. Her friend had ordered her drink as well and was sitting with her head down, and her eyes focused on her phone. Her thumb was moving at a quick rate over the surface of it. Bree didn’t look up until Rachel slid into the chair opposite her. When she looked up, Rachel was slightly taken aback by the angry look on her friend’s normally joyful face. She ’d only seen Bree upset one time in the past year. She raised her eyebrows.
    “What’s up, Bree?”
    “What did you say to Dallas?”
    Rachel blinked, swallowing. “I…I’m sorry? You mean in anatomy and physiology today?”
    Bree leaned forward, narrowing her eyes. “Look, we’ve been friends for a long time now, Rachel. I know you pretty well. I have to say I was stunned to hear that you were so incredibly rude to Dallas earlier. Rico told me all about it. I couldn’t even defend you! What were you thinking? Why were you so rude to him?”
    “I…” Rachel blushed furiously. “I just know that…well, I mean, we were paired up for an assignment, and I know that he never does any of his work and all of his time is devoted to football. He doesn’t bring his books to class; he isn’t getting an A…sometimes he doesn’t even show up, I mean, it doesn’t seem like he’s very dedicated to medicine. It’s like he can only think about football.”
    Bree huffed and looked at Rachel, shaking her head. “That shows how much you know, Rachel.” She grabbed her drink in one hand and her bag in the other and stood up. She leaned over to finish what she was saying, looking into Rachel’s shocked eyes directly. She pointed her index finger at Rachel, jabbing the air as she spoke. “Dallas is a nice guy . He’s no dumb jock . I’ll have you know that the reason he sometimes doesn’t make it or is tired or doesn’t seem to be focused on the work is because he takes care of his grandma who has Alzheimer’s. She’s in the last stages, and sometimes she doesn’t even know who he is, and because he’s so big, he scares her so he has to be really gentle and patient with her. He can’t just drop those responsibilities for his classes …or his football! You really hurt his feelings, Rachel! I’m sorry, but I really don’t feel like talking to you right now. I’ll text you later.” She stomped away.
    Rachel stood up, putting one hand out to her friend. “Wait, I didn’t know!”
    Bree spun around and continued walking backwards , sending eye darts at Rachel. “The fact that you didn’t bother to find out is what bothers me so much, Rache. You shouldn’t have jumped