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“And third—” She drops her voice to a near whisper, so low I
have to step closer to hear her. “I want you to break up Griffin and
Adara.”
My jaw drops open.
Of all the things I might have imagined she was going to ask
for, that was nowhere near the list. That wasn’t even in the same
universe as the list.
What about that boy I saw her sitting with at lunch? I got the
definite impression there was something going on between them.
In any case, I’m not about to get in the middle of that social mess.
“No way,” I say, thinking the pair already hates me enough. Even
a perfect 4.0 isn’t worth getting in the middle of that relationship.
“Besides, everyone says they always break up after the first week of
school.”
“Not this year,” Stella says with a sadness in her voice I didn’t
think she was capable of. She must be faking.
“Why do you care if they’re together?”
She looks away for a second and when she looks at me again her
eyes are lined with tears. They look real, but with Stella who can tell?
“I want Griffin for myself. This is my last year, my last chance.”
“Then why don’t you just ask him—”
“Because Adara is my friend,” she snaps. “I don’t want to ruin
that, I just want to—”
“Steal her boyfriend?” Sure sounds like a friend to me.
“Do we have a deal or not?”
“Sorry,” I find myself saying. “I’m not getting involved.”
“Oh, I think you will,” she says, her jaw firm.
Walking to the door to usher her out, I start to explain, “No—”
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