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A Real 180

MEGAN

Crash and burn. That’s how I see my life today.

HIS REJECTION caused me physical pain. No one ever rejected me. In fact, men mostly wanted to stick their dick in me. That was a little bit harsh, but that was the exact truth. I mean, I never pushed myself to anyone just to get their attention, but my bravado di

not affect Forrest.

I admired his self-control, and that pissed me off at the same time. And he kissed my forehead. He. Kissed. Me. On. My. Freaking. Forehead. Did I look like his freaking grandma?

"Hey! Look at you. So fucking hot!" My gay classmate, Jonas, gushed as he dragged me toward the crowd. I was surprised to see him here, but I was kind of glad he came all by himself.

"So do you. Are you single?" Adrenaline rushed through us as we danced to the new song.

"Yup but not ready to mingle." He placed his hands on my hips, and I raised mine in the air and swayed along with him. "I missed college days, Meg."