A Sip of Trouble — Episode 2

Carson, would you date me? Debbie, you've seen the girls I date. Don't make me say it out loud. Don't ruin what we have.

Pretty girls were always around Carson. He'd put his arm around them, give them rides, and take them to team parties. But when the party ended and he was drunk, he'd send me his location. No matter who he'd had his arms around that night, I was always the one left cleaning up his

Come watch the game with me. I wanted to say no, but the thought of seeing Carson made me cave. Here, yours. I still wanted to watch him play. I checked the tag.

This isn't my size. Really? I grabbed the biggest one. My roommates giggled as I forced myself into the jersey. When we got to the rink, Carson's teammates spotted me.

Yo, Carson, your heavyweight babysitter is here again. Wow, did you save two seats for her? What are you doing here? My stomach completely dropped. Was I really that embarrassing?

Carson, I dragged her here. I was the only girl you invited, and I didn't want to get bored. The hockey captain and the head cheerleader. Together, they looked perfect.

In the same jersey, Savannah looked like a poster girl. I looked like a clown. I was the one who didn't belong. The scrimmage kicked off fast.

Carson! Carson kept glancing over at our section. See? Carson can't take his eyes off me. I shouldn't have worn such a short skirt.

It's totally distracting him. She really didn't need to flatter herself. Carson was just getting crushed. The rival team was way too good.