A week has gone by since I had taunted Clay with those messages.

And ever since he has been super flirty with me, which of course I do not mind, it only bothers me when my facial expressions betray me and I become the colour of a tomato.

But alas, I still haven't gotten with him since that one night, and I can tell it has been on his mind just as much as it has been on mine.

The feeling of having someone you hated and now having this type of connection? I don't even know what to call it to be honest, is honestly super weird but I won't lie I love it.

It's kinda like we are a secret, everyone still thinks we hate each other and we have this thing between us that only we know of.

But anyways other than that he has been kind of getting on my nerves with the constant begging to get in my pants. So as I step off the plane in Arizona I am super stocked to have the next few days to just chill on my own without all the dumb high school drama.

I am finally going on my retreat to go check out the college that was looking to recruit me and I am excited but nervous to meet so many new faces.

I won't be the only one here checking out the school, they are holding a little weekend thing and invited all the recruits they are interested in around the United States, so at least I won't be the only newbie.

They sent us the itinerary for how each day will proceed over email and I printed it out so I could leave it in my hotel room so I don't forget anything.

Today is just checking in and getting together with the rest of the people that will be checking out the school for dinner with the coaches so they can get to know us better and go over how the next few days will go.

As I arrive at the hotel I go up to the lady to check into my room.

"Hi! Welcome to the Hilton how may I help you?" She asks in a perky voice.

I return the smile she is giving me, "Hi! I'm George Davidson, I am one of the boys who has a room under the coach of Arizona States football team!" I explain hoping other people have arrived before me so she isn't confused.

"Ah yes, give me one second" she replies seemingly knowing what I am talking about and returning her attention to her computer.

She types away and then goes over to her printer getting me a room key and a paper with all the information about the hotel. "Alright here you go sweetie, your roommate just checked in around 30 minutes ago so he is already in the room."

"Roommate?" I question. I didn't know I was gonna be sharing a room if I'm being honest. This just makes me even more nervous considering I won't have any alone time and have to room with a stranger.

"Oh they didn't tell you?" She quirks her head to the side.

I shake my head in response.

"Hm, that's weird. But don't worry hun you won't be rooming with a complete stranger, only the people that have someone from the same high school as them attending share a room! Have a great day!"

I stand there taking in the information she had just given me. I try and shake off my shock and pick my bags back up to start heading to the elevator. I had no idea someone from my school would also be coming to Arizona? How come they didn't tell me? The whole team knows I am going because I won't be at school.

As I keep walking I think that perhaps it could be someone in another sport? But that wouldn't make sense because our schedules wouldn't line up and we would get in each others way. Honestly the only reasonable answer I have is that they made a mistake. No way did I travel all the way here and not see anyone from my team. They must have been on the same plane ride if they just check in 30 minutes before me.

I reach my door which is located on the third floor and go to use my key card, it unlocks and I take a deep breath before pushing the door open, scared of who will be facing me on the other side of that door. Probably a complete stranger to be honest and I don't know if that is better or worse than the alternative.

Finally building up the courage to open the door, I do it silently, hoping they are just not in the room at the moment and I can put all of my things away without being stressed out with having to put on an act of kindness for this other person.

When I enter all the lights are shut off which I think is a good sign. They might actually not be here right now.

I start pulling my bags through the door struggling a bit and attempting to find the light switch.

I groan and manage to pull my flashlight out to finally help me navigate through the dimly light room. When I keep walking past the washroom there are two beds.

One of them is occupied.

I try and stay as quiet as possible to not wake the other person, assuming they are tired from the long flight we had and taking a nap.

I shuffle over to the bed that is further across the room, struggling to keep my flashlight up while pulling my heavy bags through the narrow hallway. As I arrive to the bed I stub my toe on the corner of it.

"fuck!" I hiss under my breath and drop my bag in reaction.

I hear ruffling of sheets from the bed beside and I slowly turn my attention to it.

A groan escapes his lips and I feel slightly bad for waking this stranger. But on instinct I flash the light towards him which seems to annoy him.

"What the fuck" he says while covering his face with his hand.

"What the fuck" I repeat for a different reason, my heart dropping.

"I'm trying to sleep idiot" He argues and pulls the covers over his head.

I stand there unmoving for what feels like an eternity until I can finally string a sentence together.

There is no way he is here right now, in Arizona, in the same goddamn hotel as me and I had absolutely no clue. Rage fills through my body and I walk over to his to pull the covers off his face.

"What the hell is your problem?" He continues to complain.

"Are you serious? Why the fuck are you here Clay? You knew I was coming to this and you didn't think to tell me you got invited as well?" I start raising my voice at him and turn the lamp light on.

"Jesus fucking Christ George could you not tell I was sleeping?"

"That is not important right now! Holy shit I can't stand you" I exclaim throwing my hands in the air.

"Oh do you?" He sits up seeming more awake then before since he is using his taunting tone.

"This is not the time for jokes idiot" I roll my eyes and move towards my bed.

He sits up and seems more awake than moments before.

"Of course I got invited dumbass, every school wants me" he cockily smirks in my direction, arrogance bouncing off him. I scoff in return.

Why do these stupid universities have to boost his ego? Why does the one school I get invited to have to invite him as well. It is such bullshit.

"Only because I make you look good on the field, without me you would be nothing" I shoot back angrily.

He chuckles seeming not fazed by my comments. "I won't disagree we do have some chemistry, and I'm not just talking about on the field" he winks at me and pushes himself of the bed.

I give him a glare trying not to express how my stomach flips at the slight teasing. He continues walking till he reaches the washroom, expressing he is gonna take a shower before going to the big dinner tonight.

I won't lie I am a little annoyed he is here but some part of me is also happy he is. Imagine we end up going to the same school together. I don't know why but past me would absolutely hate the idea of that but now I think it would be kinda fun.

Not only will I have someone pushing me to always do better but I won't lie we do have a great connection on the field and maybe that is why the coach picked both of us. We both understand how each other play since we have been doing it together for so long and that would only make me look better in the long run.

I also can't help but be a little excited and hoping something will happen between us during this little trip. It will be hard holding myself back when sharing a room with him.

Especially since all I can think about right now is him being naked in the shower that is merely only separated by a thin wall, hearing every droplet hit the ground.

Lord I'm in trouble...