Cole didn't remember a thing from the party when he woke up the next morning. His head hurt, and he felt sick. Definitely hungover. The team's group text chain was blowing up. Greg and the alternate captains needed as many of them as possible to get over and help them clean up after the party. Cole didn't want to go, but he eventually dragged himself out of bed and went to do his part. He met up with Sam there and relayed this weird dream to him- that Alex had kissed him.

"Did you hit your head?" Sam asked, genuinely concerned "That happened man."
"Stop messing with me and shut up Sam"
"No Cole, seriously. You two were going at it hard, y'all were dancing, getting close, then the next thing I know you were sucking face. I left for a bit, came back, got another drink and you were still there, it had to be at least two songs later."
"Fuck off" he said again, not totally serious, but sounding a little annoyed as he rubbed his temples, trying to get the headache to subside.
"No, really look" he pulled up his phone and played back a Snapchat story. It was a wide, panning view of the party last night, the clearly drunk videographer was cheering and whooping in the background at the Arkells song. Sam pointed his finger at the screen
"See, look"

Plain as day, you could see them, lips locked and holding each other. Sam closed the video as Cole sat there, stunned in disbelief. He pulled up another video, a different song was playing, but there they were, much more energetic than in the first video. Another video was basically dedicated to them, again a different song, and again, their hands were all over each other as the view slowly zoomed in on them with the horrifying, albeit hilarious, caption of [i]Goddd get a room already![/i]

"Holy shit" Cole finally said "but..... she's into girls"
"I dunno what to tell you buddy" Sam said noncommitally "clearly she was into guys last night."

He spent most of the next couple days in a haze. He was vaguely remembering the kiss, but it still felt dreamlike, almost like it was just something he had dreamed or imagined. He went to class and practice, then finally arrived at a meeting point for a study session with Alex. She was explaing some stuff, but he couldn't focus at all. His eyes kept being drawn to her. Her body, her eyes, her lips. They had kissed... and from the sound of things, she had initiated it. What did it mean? What [i]could[/i] it mean?

He snapped back to attention as she suddenly blared out [i]"What?!"[/i]

"Huh, what? What's up?"