Long Shot

Ellie: Before my junior year at Lincoln University, I promised myself three things. Just three. When Professor Taylor posted our chem midterm partners, I got stuck with the captain of Lincoln’s ice hockey team, and I was sure I’d be able to abide by rules two and three. After all, I was immune to Leo’s whole 'hottest guy on campus' thing. I grew up with him — my brother’s best friend. I’ve been obsessed with him since I was eight. Fuck me.

Leo: Senior year. Captain of the hockey team, already headed to the NHL with the perfect season months away, my whole life mapped out ahead of me. All my dreams have come true. Except for the one with Eleanor Rhodes. That one’s recurring, starring her in nothing but my number and that perfect little blush that shows up every time she looks at me. No biggie. I’ve worked that one out. In the shower. Numerous times. Never had a reason to get any closer than her Instagram until Professor Taylor assigned us as chem partners. The one girl on campus who shouldn’t be on my radar, yet she somehow seems to be the only one.