you grew up knowing that boys were complete and total idiots.

they usually didn’t really grab any bearings until they were 30, which in lots of cases, they never grew up.

is your thinking partially because your mom was a single mother raising you, your older brother, and little sister?

a little.

but your own opinions formed as you got older, and you have yet to be proven wrong.

especially since you’ve been in college.

actually rephrase that- ever since your brother decided to introduce you to his friends.

these friends were hockey players, and if you knew anything, most hockey players were manwhores or just stupid.

and holland davenport was the prime example of a hockey player.

you will admit it, holland davenport is cute- no he’s down right hot, not that you would ever admit that.

but his arrogant personality and sleeping around tendencies make him a hard person to be around.

you didn’t have a problem with people sleeping around, but it was almost like it was part of his image. everyone knew it.

not to mention he won rookie of the year and soaks up his popularity anytime he can.

oh did I mention he’s loaded? like bloody loaded. his parents own Davenport Industries, AKA one of the biggest companies ever.

however, his charms had never worked on you.

and it frustrated him beyond belief, which started a sort of hate between the two of you.

always throwing harsh glares or snide comments anytime you could.

anyways, your friend kaia invited you to a frat party tonight, and you didn’t want to turn it down.

only being freshman, it was honestly impressive that you had been to many frat parties- but I guess your brother literally being hockey royalty had its perks.

you dressed up in a simple navy backless dress and a simple makeup look.

it felt like you.

as soon as you stepped into the party, you were met with the smell of alcohol and adrenaline.

you sent a text to kaia letting you know she was there and started making your way through the crowd.

you soon found her, and the crowd that you guys usually hung out with.

which was some hockey players, and girls that you had met through sororities.

those hockey players included your brother and Holland davenport- and a few others.

and of course, holland already has a girl around him once you finally make your way over.

kaia sees you and smiles, “thank god you made it.”

you smile and look over at everyone, but your eyes land on one pair of icy blue eyes in particular.

holland davenport was staring at you— no, he was literally checking you out while he still had a girl around him.

he took a sip of his drink, while literally still staring at you.

and for some weird reason he didn’t even have a stupid smirk on his face.