Chris Sturniolo had never exactly caught your attention before.

He was a good looking guy, you had come to perceive. Seemed sweet enough. However, it was pitifully obvious you were out of his league.

Chris and his brothers were invited to the rager one of your good friends threw. It was rare seeing them attend a party this chaotic. Howbeit, for you, it was just another ordinary Friday night.

Your gaze had been focused on everything other than Chris, though, you still found your eyes meeting his several times.

You obviously had not been the only one aware of this by the way his friends teased him relentlessly. As if you’d ever get with someone like Chris Sturniolo.

Gross…. Right?

He didn’t seem to think so. As you left the living room of the house party to grab another fruity drink, you catch Chris’ eyes one again. Only this time, he was a mere foot away from you.

“Can I help you?” You acknowledge his presence, to which he actually seemed very bewildered about.

Yep, definitely out of his league. Still might be entertaining though.

“Um sorry yes.. What’s your name?” He inquires with an endearing grin, his veiny hand running through his thick brunette hair.

Chris Sturniolo was actually fairly sexy.