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bad influence and turned around right into a solid chest. My eyes went up the black shirt and found Eric’s green eyes.
     
    “ Hey.” he said simply.
     
    Oh great, he probably heard me call him a jerk. I really didn’t care because it was more than likely true.
     
    “ Hey.” I said back.
     
    Lance squeezed himself beside us. “Eric, this is my sister Cam. Cam, this is Eric.”
     
    I cut my eyes over at him and had the urge to smack him upside his pretty little head.
     
    “ This is your sister?” Eric said almost disbelievingly.
     
    “ Yes, his older sister.” I corrected.
     
    Ashley’s hand came out beside me and Eric grabbed a hold of it.
     
    “ I’m Ashley, Cam’s roommate.”
     
    Eric nodded and then looked back to me.
     
    “ Well it was nice to meet you.” I said dryly.
     
    I turned back to the bar and Brad gave me a mixed drink. As I started into another room I cut my eyes over and saw Ashley still standing there talking to Eric. Typical.
     
    I stopped and randomly talked to a few people I knew and a couple hours later I was a little drunk. My feet were killing me and I really wanted to take off my shoes but didn’t because who knew when the last time was they cleaned this floor.
     
    I went out back by the covered pool and saw Callie sitting on a lawn chair. I sat down beside her and propped up my feet.
     
    “ Hey!” she said a little loud. I shook my head and laughed to myself at how intoxicated she was. My gaze traveled around and I looked back through the French doors to see them setting up for a game of beer pong. You could definitely tell we were in college. Beer pong was the party game they played every weekend and sometimes the games lasted all night.
     
    “ I don’t think you like me very much.” A voice said alongside me.
     
    My head whipped around and I saw Eric knelt down beside me. My heart started to race and I tried my best to calm it down.
     
    I raised an eyebrow at him, “What made you think that?”
     
    “ I just have a feeling you don’t.”
     
    I shrugged and went to stand up. “I really don’t know you well enough to say I don’t like you.”
     
    He straightened up next to me. “You’re friend talks a lot. Ashley.”
     
    “ She thinks you’re hot.” I said blatantly.
     
    He grinned and I saw his perfect white teeth. “You don’t think I’m hot?”
     
    I didn’t need to tell him that, he already knew. But I could tell he just wanted to hear the words come out of my mouth so I intentionally ignored the question.
     
    “ Yeah, you think I’m hot.” He concluded.
     
    I slightly rolled my eyes, “Are you really that full of yourself?”
     
    “ No, but if it makes up for it I think you’re the most beautiful girl here tonight.”
     
    “ Well thanks.” I said this with no enthusiasm what so ever.
     
    I started heading into the house but felt him following beside me. “I think you should give me a chance to prove I’m not a jerk.”
     
    I guess he did hear my little comment earlier. I stopped just outside the French doors and glanced over at him. “And why would I do that?”
     
    “ Because I’m not a jerk. Well, sometimes.”
     
    “ See, right there, you just admitted it.”
     
    “ I said sometimes. I would never be a jerk to you.”
     
    “ Yeah, that’s what they all say.”
     
    I started to go back in the house but was stopped by Chris, my stalker ex-boyfriend. At one point I was a phone call away from getting a restraining order on him.
     
    It was like he was trying to make his presence known as he buffed himself up in front of me. “Hey Cam. How are you?”
     
    “ Um, good.” I tried to side step him but he was taking up almost the whole doorway and I couldn’t get by. He had shaggy blonde hair with beady eyes, and was muscular, very muscular. Looking at him now I can’t believe I ever dated him, he was such a douche.
     
    His eyes went to Eric who towered over top of him. “I’m Chris.” He said holding out