Ethan's POV
I pulled up to the college parking lot in my new black luxury SUV, feeling like I'd just stepped out of a music video. I eased into a spot, grinning as heads turned toward my purring engine.
The whispers and pointing started immediately. I could practically hear the gears turning in their heads.
"Didn't he have a sports car yesterday?"
"Is that Ethan?"
"Where's he getting all this money?"
I stepped out, adjusting my designer sunglasses. The attention was intoxicating. A far cry from my days as the invisible waiter at Royal Restaurant.
As I locked the car, a group of girls nearby gasped. I winked at them, causing a flurry of giggles. This was way too much fun.
I strolled towards the main building, my new Italian leather shoes clicking on the pavement. The sea of students
