Chapter 1

I sighed, attempting to get my last box in the building. I was moving in the dorms for my freshmen year of college. I had the box in one hand and a suitcase handle in the other. I kept walking and someone pushed me down. Thankfully, my box was closed and didn't have anything breakable in it. It was all of my books.

"Crap. I'm sorry," the guy said. He was holding a football I'm guessing he caught while knocking me down. I looked at him and saw how good looking he was. He had dark brown hair and was super muscular. The best part was his sparkling green eyes. He reached to help me up and basically just picked me up of the ground. "Hi. Let me help you with your stuff."

"No. It's fine, " I mumbled and he smirked.

"What? Nervous around me because I'm the quarterback? Don't worry. I'm just like everyone else here." The guy said.

I rolled my eyes. "Trust me, that's not it. I don't even know who you are."

He smirked and said, "Zach Goode. Starting quarterback of our football team." That was pretty impressive because it was a division one school for football and our team was great. The thing is, I was used to D1 athletes. My older brother, Grant, was the star wide receiver here. Oh my gosh. I hope he doesn't act as annoying as Zach. They probably knew each other.

I faked disinterest due to his obnoxious attitude. "Wow. Impressive. " I said super sarcastically.

Zach grinned and picked up my box. "You're a bad liar."

"Well, you have a bad personality, so we're even," I snapped back. He chuckled and I led him to my dorm.

"I never got your name," Zach said.

I shrugged. "That wasn't an accident." He raised an eyebrow. "Fine. My name's Cammie."

"No last name?" Zach said. I didn't want him to realize Grant was my brother.

"You'll take what you can get," I said and again he laughed. I laughed a little, too.

He set my stuff down on my desk. "That was actually pretty heavy. What was it?"

"Books," I answered.

"You have that many books?" He asked. Zach was shocked. I laughed and nodded. "I better go. It was nice meeting you. I hope to see you around."

"Thanks for carrying my stuff," I said.

He shrugged. "It was the least I could do after knocking you down. Bye." He disappeared out the door.

I began unpacking my clothes when a girl walked in. She was really pretty and looked like an Egyptian goddess.

"Hi. I'm Rebecca, but please don't call me that. Call me Bex and I'm pretty sure were roommates. You're Cameron, right?" The girl asked.

I smiled and nodded. "But you can call me Cammie." She smiled back.

"So, have you met anyone interesting on campus?" Bex asked.

I shrugged. "Well, you." She laughed. "My brother also goes here and I have to go meet him at his dorm in an hour."

"Cool. How old is he?" Bex asked.

"Just a year older. He's on the football team," I said.

Bex grinned. "Wait. You're going to the athletic dorms?" I shrugged and nodded. "Can I pretty please come with? So many cute boys!"

I laughed. "Sure. It'll be nice to have a friend."

Bex smiled. "So, friends?"

"Definitely," I responded. "I also met the quarterback when he knocked me down outside. He brought my stuff up here."

"Is he cute?" Bex asked excitedly.

I laughed and nodded. "But a total jerk. So, what's your major?"

"Pre-med. You?" Bex responded.

"The same! Let me see your schedule," I replied. Turns out, me and Bex had the exact same schedule. We both chatted super excitedly and unpacked until we had to go meet my brother.

We walked out of our dorm and tried to find our way to the dorms. We found them after about ten minutes. He said he was in dorm 109. I knocked and Bex stood with me.

A person who was not my brother opened the door. "Are you stalking me?"

I groaned. "No way."

"Zach, who is it?" I heard someone say and instantly knew it was my brother. I saw him walk to the doorway. "Camster!" He gave me a huge hug. "You made it! How's the dorm?"

"It's fine. Not nearly as big as yours," I said as I stepped in. "Or as messy. By the way, this is my roommate, Bex." Grant looked at her and I saw him staring a little too long. Not okay.

Zach interrupted as me and Bex sat down. "Grant, this is...?" He left room for him to finish.

"My little sister Cammie. So, do you all maybe want to get lunch?" Grant asked. We all nodded and followed him. He and Bex started talking and he was trying to flirt so much. Bex flirted back but also called him out when he was being stupid. It was so funny. Zach slowed behind them and pulled me with him.

"So, when a guy says he is the starting quarterback, you don't tell him your brother is the starting wide receiver? You seriously didn't think we would see each other again?" Zach asked, glaring.

I shrugged. "I was just hoping I wouldn't see you again anytime soon so I figured I didn't need to tell you."

Zach rolled his eyes. "That's why you didn't want to tell me your last name?" Zach looked incredibly irritated. "I probably should have figured it out. You look alike."

I snorted. "Is that how you get all the ladies? Tell them they look like their brothers?"

Zach chuckled then glared. "Well, yeah, but I also don't date liars."

I raised an eyebrow. "Really? If I told you right now I wanted to go make out with you, you wouldn't ditch my brother to chase after me like a lost puppy dog?"

Zach grinned. "So, is that a hypothetical situation or..." He trailed off suggestively and I slapped his arm.

"You're an idiot," was all I could say to him.

Zach smirked and leaned to whisper in my ear, "But I'm your idiot and that's why you care about me." I'm not going to lie, he was good looking.

Zach being in such close proximity to me was tempting but instead I turned and said, "You'll never be anything of mine and I'm more than okay with that." He rolled his eyes and prepared a response but was cut off.

"We're here," Grant said, shooting Zach a look. Zach just put his hands up in surrender. Bex sat down first and Grant sat across from her. I sat by Bex with Zach across from me. "So, anything happened on campus yet that you're interested in?"

I shrugged. "We've basically just been unpacking. Not much to talk about."

A guy walked over and sat next to Zach and kind of across from me. "Hey, Zach, Grant. Ready for the party tonight?"

"Party?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at Grant.

The guy turned to me and grabbed my hand and kissed it. "Joshua Abrams. You can call me Josh. And you are?"

I grinned at him. "Cameron Morgan. You can call me Cammie."

Grant coughed and butted in. "You can also call her Grant's little sister." We both ignored him.

Josh smiled. "The football team is having a little party over at one of our teammates house. Would you be interested in accompanying me?"

"Very interested," I said with a grin. He handed me his phone and I put my number in it.

"I'll text you the address. Usually I pick a girl up but I have to help set up," Josh said apologetically.

I smiled. "Don't worry about it. Can't wait to see you there."

"Seriously, Cammie? He's, like, the biggest player on the team, probably even in the school," Grant said. He sounded very exasperated.

I shrugged. "He's cute and it's just one party. Besides, should you be throwing a party? You have a game Friday night."

"That's why we have it this weekend so we have recovery time," Zach replied with a wink.

"Bex, are you going?" I asked.

She blushed and nodded. "Grant invited me." I glared at him but he grinned.

I rolled my eyes. "Really, Grant? Bex, we should get ready together."

"Cam, we share one very tiny room. We basically have to get ready together," Bex said and I laughed.

Zach smirked. "If you ladies want, we can pick you up and bring you to the party."

I raised an eyebrow. "You don't have to set up?"

Zach rolled his eyes. "Set up is for second string. We have more important things to do."

"So what is Josh?" Bex asked.

"Back up quarterback," Zach answered. He leaned in towards me and whispered, "Football isn't the only thing I'm better than Josh at." I blushed and Bex gave me a very judgemental look. I laughed and she did, too.

"We better get going. We still have unpacking to do and we have to get ready," I said.

Grant smiled at Bex. "We'll be at your dorm at 9." We nodded and left. Bex and I made it back to our dorm and I looked through my closet.

"What on earth do we wear to this?" I asked.

"No clue," Bex replied. "I hate picking clothes." Our door was open and the girl across the hall looked up from her laptop.

"You need help with clothes?" She asked. We both nodded and she walked into our dorm. "Macey McHenry at your service." A small girl followed her across the hall. "This is my roommate, Liz."

"Hi," Liz said. Macey was a dark haired beauty and Liz was a very petite girl.

"So, what are your names and what are you getting ready for?" Macey asked.

"This is Bex and I'm Cammie," I said. "My brother, Grant Morgan, is taking Bex to the football party and I'm technically going with Josh Abrams, but my brother's friend, Zach Goode, is walking me there."

Macey grinned. "You got invited? We did, too! And your brother is one of the stars of the team."

"I guess," I said, laughing. "What do we wear?" Macey began tearing apart all four of our closets. I ended up in a bright red bodycon dress and my hair in curls flowing down my back. I had light eye makeup but bright red lips. Macey and Liz left before us because we were waiting for the guys but we promised to meet up later. I heard a knock and answered the door. Zach checked me out and smirked.

Grant glared. "What on earth are you wearing?"

"A dress," I answered, slightly annoyed and feeling self-conscious.

"That's not a dress. It's a long shirt!" Grant said, freaking out.

Zach smirked at me. "Calm down, Morgan. I think she looks good."

Grant's glare switched to him. "Yeah. Stay the hell away from my sister." Zach chuckled. "I'm serious."

Bex walked over in a dress shorter than mine. "What did I miss?"

Grant smiled. "You look great."

"Double standard," I mumbled under my breath. Zach laughed and they started walking ahead of us.

Zach smirked. "For the record, you do look nice."

I smiled. "You do, too." Zach grinned. "So, how crazy is this party going to get?"

"Very crazy. We're known for our parties," Zach answered with a grin.

I laughed. "So, are you the life of the party?"

Zach shrugged. "I'm not a big partier. I don't want to be too screwed up for football and since I'm not 21, I would hate to lose my scholarship because of that." He took a breath and smiled, shifting back to a care free atmosphere. "So, what about you?"

"Well, I'm not usually one to party, but it's my first college party and I kind of want to bother Grant. I think I'm going to have some fun tonight," I said with a grin.

Zach laughed. "You're devious. I like it."

I smiled. "Not really. I just like to get under Grant's skin." I heard music and saw the house. "I take it we're here."

"Yeah. Just be prepared for it to be a little wild," he said, looking worried for me.

I smiled. "I'll be fine. Who are you? Grant?" He laughed but I could tell it was slightly forced. "Will you feel better if you help me find Josh so I'm not alone?"

He rolled his eyes. "I'd feel better if you didn't hang out with douchey, subpar football players but since that won't happen, I'll help you find him. Where'd Bex and Grant go?"

I looked and found them dancing. "Over there. Now we can watch as Grant dates another one of my friends."

"I'm sure that's happened before," Zach commented.

"Only with every single one of my friends. I've had plenty of friends fall for the star football player," I shrugged. "He's the cool one. I've accepted that half the people I talk to really just do it because I'm Grant's sister."

Zach smiled at me. "I hit on you far before I knew you were Grant's sister so..." I hit him and he laughed. "Seriously, I doubt that's true and if it is, don't let people make you feel that way about yourself. You seem pretty awesome to me."

"Thanks, Zach," I said.

"Hey, Goode. What are you doing with my date?" Josh asked as he wrapped his arm around me and handed me a cup.

Zach turned back into the cocky football player in an instant. "Well, someone had to walk her to the party and her date isn't good enough so he's on set-up duty." Josh stepped closer to him and I knew I had to stop it. Despite being one of the biggest lightweights ever I chugged my beer and turned to Josh and used big puppy dog eyes on him.

"I need a new drink. Will you get me one and then we can go dance?" I asked. He still looked pissed so I grabbed him and kissed him. He looked a little shocked and so did Zach. Of course Grant looked and he was fuming. A small crowd had gathered to watch the impending fight.

I pulled away and Josh grinned. "Anything for you." He went to get me a drink and winked at me, then smirked at Zach and Grant.

I turned to Zach. "You owe me."

"For what?" He asked a little amused.

I glared. "I'm going to end up super drunk tonight for you because you can't keep your mouth shut and I'm not going to let you get in a fight." Zach laughed and I grabbed the drink from Josh and pulled him away from Zach so we could start dancing. We danced and it was so much fun. Josh was a good dancer and he was surprisingly sweet. He complimented me like a million times and actually sounded sincere. "By the way, this has been super fun."

Josh nodded. "We need to go out again. Did I tell you you look absolutely stunning?"

"A few times," I teased.

He laughed and blushed, sort of nervously. "It's true."

"Cammie!" Macey shouted. I grinned. "Come on!"

"Why?" I asked.

"Me, you, Liz, and Bex are doing shots!" Macey said excitedly.

"Do you care if I leave?" I asked Josh.

He grinned. "I'll come with. I feel like this isn't really your thing and I want to make sure you're okay." I nodded and we followed Macey. Of course Zach was pouring them and surely enough my brother was with Bex.

"What do you think you're doing?" Grant asked.

I shrugged. "I'm doing shots with my friends."

Zach grinned. "Three per person. You all look slightly drunk already and we don't need any alcohol poisoning here." Zach poured them and I took my shots. I kissed Josh and then it's really blurry after that.