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to lay her head on her knees. No need to let anyone see that. As nice as they all were, they’d come rushing over to check on her. That was the absolute last thing she needed.
    Coach Maves came into the field house. “Hi, Aileen. How did the campus tour go?”
    Thankful for the distraction and friendly face, Aileen pushed her anxiety aside. “Sean did a good job.”
    “Great. I had a break so I went and checked you into your hotel room. I dropped your suitcase off in the room if that’s alright.” She pulled out a little envelope. “Here’s your key cards for the room. You are in room one forty-eight. First floor.”
    “Thanks.”
    Maves pulled a small stack of papers stapled together and handed them to Aileen. “I’ve got to get working with the long and triple jumpers, but here’s a copy of the girl’s competing tomorrow. It shows all the schools and their best times this season. Thought you might like to look through it while we’re practising.”
    “Sure.” Anything to not focus on the conversation she had just had with Tyler Jensen. She also needed to stop referring to him as Tyler Jensen. They had been introduced now and he knew who she was. He was just Tyler. She needed him to be just Tyler.
    When Maves headed to the other side of the track, Aileen watched her work with the athletes by her and also watched Coach Anderson at the starting blocks. Tyler worked out by him as well. He raced against the girls but his blocks where ten meters behind the girls. He also had four high hurdles set up while the girls had two, but really only went over the first one.
    Tyler had pulled off his long pants and only wore a pair of shorts now. He had on an Under Armor long-sleeve, tight black shirt that seemed painted onto his flawlessly sculpted body. Aileen tried to focus on his form over the hurdles but she spent more time watching his abs and the rest of his muscles ripple in perfect synchronization. Even the two female hurdles spent more time staring than actually racing to the first hurdle.
    Aileen flipped through the start time sheet Coach Maves had given her. There were only two U of G girls on the list and both of their times were okay. They were not superfast. Aileen hadn’t competed in the 60m hurdles before, she had never done an indoor meet actually, so she didn’t have her own times to compare to. However, the fastest girl on the list had competed last summer at junior nationals and Aileen had just beat her in the finals by one place.
    She glanced over some of the other events and saw that Jani had the highest marked in the high jump. From the looks of it, she was a really good jumper, and it made sense, why else would a foreigner be on scholarship to an American university.
    Practice lasted about an hour and a half. Maves drove Aileen to her hotel and told her Coach Anderson would be by around six thirty to pick her up for dinner.
    Alone in the room and relaxing on the bed, Aileen skyped Becky.
    “GIRLLLLL!” Becky screamed when she connected. “How is it? Are there as many cute guys as the brochure showed?”
    “There’s a few.” Aileen laughed, happy to see her best friend.
    “Did you talk to any?”
    “Just one. The hurdler.” She had no intention of rehashing the conversation. “He’s having a party tomorrow night after the track meet. One of the girls on the team asked me to go.”
    “Are you?” Becky was straightening her hair as they chatted.
    “Yeah, probably. I hope it’s not like the one in Miami.” Her recruiting trip to Miami had been a disaster. The two girls who took her out ended up getting so drunk, Aileen had to drive their car back. That whole trip had been a waste of time.
    “It won’t be. That’s like lightning striking the same place twice.”
    “That can happen you know.”
    Becky laughed and shook her hair straightener at Aileen through the iPad screen. “If it’s bad, find the cute guy’s bedroom and crawl into his bed. When the party’s over, he’ll find