Connor
Laughing with Avery felt like drinking petrol. She was the biggest airhead I knew. How was her father involved in sports and she barely knew a thing about it? She originally thought rugby was football and it took forever to explain to her it wasn't without losing my temper.
Her biggest concern was constantly touching my biceps and even though it flattered me, it was unnecessary when I was trying to eat. Not that I could eat. My stomach had been in knots the entire day and to end it like this was even worse.
My head kept on swimming back to Edward. I had been harsh without meaning too but how was I going to tell him I had a date with some model my father had set me up with? It wasn't going to go well but at least it would have been better than keeping it a secret.
