Someone's looking good out there on the football field... All I have to say is that Ivy Kaster is one hell of a lucky girl. KingOfCampus.comWe're walking toward the locker room after a grueling two-hour practice when Dylan unsnaps the strap of his helmet and lifts it from his head. Then, like a goddamn dog, the asshole shakes out his wet hair. Since I've already removed my helmet, his sweat hits me like a spray of bullets.With a curl of my upper lip, I give him a good shove. "Dude, that's disgusting. Get the fuck away from me!"The asswipe actually chuckles. "That's man sweat. You wouldn't know anything about that. You mostly stand around looking pretty.""Yeah," I snort, "that sounds like me. Once again, you've nailed it right on the head."He smirks before looking me up and down. "Sure you shouldn't be playing quarterback?"I give him the stink eye in return. "Fuck you, dude."A wide smile spreads across his face. "Sorry, you're not my type. You're a little too
Do you hear that? It's the sound of thousands of Barnett women rejoicing that Roan King is once again single. Ivy Kaster's loss is our gain. KingOfCampus.com"Hey, I didn't expect to see you tonight. I thought you had-and I quote," she holds up her fingers to make little bunny ears, "a shit ton of work to plow through." Ivy smiles from where she sits on her bed. Now that Eric has filled me in on the situation, I see the heaviness of the decision that weighs her down. I'd thought it was the pain of rejection, but that's not the case. Even Ivy realizes that what she's set on doing is wrong and it only reinforces that I need to make it right again.The fact that she is willing to sacrifice her dreams makes me feel completely unworthy.I don't deserve that kind of love from her.I attempt to hoist a slight smile but can't force the edges of my lips to tilt upward. It's too damn hard. My heart already aches. I'd be lying if I didn't admit that my heart is screaming for me to
Other than around campus, Roan King sightings have become a rarity... Someone must be nursing a broken heart. Who would have thought that our very own campus player had one buried beneath all that sexy muscle? Trust me, I'm just as shocked as the rest of you. KingOfCampus.com"I can't believe you're really leaving." Lexie murmurs in a wobbly voice before crushing me to her. I can barely breathe."I know," I whisper, "I feel like a real shitbag for baling on you like this."She pulls away until she can meet my watery gaze. "Don't you dare say that! What kind of friend would I be if I didn't support your dream?" When I open my mouth, she cuts me off. "A pretty damn crappy one!"My lips twitch. Lexie is my best friend. I think she always will be.She gives me a big grin before adding, "Anyway, I'll be crashing at your new apartment over break. You're not getting rid of me that easily."I roll my eyes. "You know I'm shacking up with three other girls, right? It's jus
Roan King is certainly lying low these days. Not sure what's going on with him. Is our guy just focused on winning more football games for Barnett or is it something more? If anyone has insider knowledge, please post! KingOfCampus.comDad settles at the kitchen table with a beer in hand. He clears his throat before saying, "I'm proud of you, Ivy. For you to be selected at this audition is a big deal."My gaze slides to his in surprise. "Thanks." A moment later, my attention returns to the tall glass of water I've spent the better part of twenty minutes staring at before admitting, "I wasn't sure you would be happy about this...about dropping out of college."He takes a deep breath before slowly releasing it. "I've always thought finishing up your degree was important. I wanted you to be able to get a good job and have something solid and dependable to fall back on, something with job security if dancing didn't work out."I focus on him as he continues. It sounds suspicio
His gaze flicks away for a moment before arrowing back to mine. "The three of us were happy. We had a good life. It was devastating when your mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. But I thought, okay-we're going to beat this. She's a fighter."I hate thinking about that particular time. How hard the chemo was on her. How sick my mom would get. The failed treatment plans. Always living for the next set of test results. Always worried about what tomorrow would bring. Then sitting by helplessly as she slowly deteriorated. Becoming weaker. Frail. Until she was a pale shadow of the vibrant, outgoing woman she'd once been.He slides a hand roughly through his peppered hair as his eyes take on a glassy, faraway look. "It was difficult to watch. Hard to realize, and then accept, that the treatments weren't working, and we were losing the battle."My heart cracks wide open as I silently listen to him talk about such a painful period in both our lives. At least he's opening u
Sources confirm that Roan's ex-girlfriend has left Barnett. Does this mean we'll finally get our favorite player back? The one who has all the girls on campus happily dropping their panties with one sexy smile aimed in their direction? Here's hoping so... KingOfCampus.comToday, like the last week and a half of my life, has sucked major ass. Thank god, it's almost over. My gym bag is slung over my shoulder. I can't sit around that goddamn apartment one more moment.Thoughts of Ivy are pounding through my brain like a vicious headache.That and the fucking mistake I made in letting her go in the first place. But what else could I do? Hold her back from making a go of her dreams?Nah...no matter how much I love her, I couldn't do that.I plow an agitated hand through my hair and click the key fob to unlock the doors of my truck. I swear I had to stop myself about ten different times from jumping into my vehicle and taking off to see her.Of course, I want her to follow he
Was there anyone who doubted, even for a moment, that Roan King, Barnett's very own king of campus, wouldn't turn pro this year? Nope...don't think so. The man is a total god. Barnett won't be the same without him. Farewell, RK, we'll still have Sunday afternoons during football season... KingOfCampus.comJuneMy feet ache as I ride the elevator up to the twentieth floor. I'm used to it now. The rehearsal schedule for the CBC is just as demanding as I imagined it would be. Every muscle in my body has been completely worked over and the thought of soaking in a hot bath sounds like absolute bliss right now.I was hoping to make it home earlier tonight so I could cook dinner, but practice ran longer than expected. We're in the middle of learning new choreography. The entire week has been grueling. I've been with the Cincinnati Ballet for more than six months now. Rehearsals are long and expectations are a mile high. Perfection is the standard. If you can't hack it, you ca
Ladies, and a few guys as well, ;) keep those Roan King sightings pouring in. Especially the ones of him at football practice. Hot, sweaty, with an extra shot of gorgeous is exactly how I take my Roan King. Don't mind me while I type away with one hand... KingOfCampus.com"Honey," I holler at the top of my lungs before kicking the door shut, "I'mmmm home!"Those words are met with a loud shriek as Lexie flies around the corner before hurtling her small curvy body at me. I'm given roughly two seconds to drop my bags in anticipation of impact. She's lucky I have fairly decent-The breath gets knocked out of me as we both go crashing to the floor.Apparently, reflexes are no match when that much force and weight are careening toward you at the speed of light. Physics, I'm guessing, is exactly how I end up sprawled on my back with my best friend and roommate spread out on top of me in our brand-spanking-new apartment. There's a completely manic light filling her big brown eyes.