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CHAPTER 10 “MORNING,” GRIFFIN SAYS when he appears at my locker. “Want an escort to Tyrant’s class?” He leans in and kisses me, really briefly, on the lips. “I thought you’d never ask,” I say, still marveling at how much my life has changed since yesterday. “Do you want to go into the village after school?” I grab my copy of Ulysses and throw it in my bag. When Griffin doesn’t answer, I add, “Maybe we could go for ice cream.” After zipping up my backpack, I slam my locker shut and turn to take my place at Griffin’s side. That’s when I see why he stopped talking. Nicole and Troy are standing a few feet away, looking like they’re contemplating murder. Great, I wanted the chance to tell them about this before they saw us together. To explain before they jump to conclusions. Then Griffin shows up at my locker and I forget all my good intentions. “Hey guys,” I say, trying to sound like everything’s perfectly normal. “What’s up?”

“What are you doing with him?” Nicole demands. Troy doesn’t say anything, just crosses his arms over his blink- 182 tee and glares. “I should go,” Griffin says as he starts to back away. “No,” I say, grabbing his arm. “Don’t go.” If he and I are going to be together, then Nicole and Troy come with the package. It’ll be better for everyone if we air things out now. He moves to my side and I slip my arm around his. Nicole’s scowl deepens. “As of yesterday,” she says, sneering, “you hated his guts.” “I know.” I squeeze his arm tighter so he knows that’s all changed. “But we talked things through.” “You were nothing but a bet to him,” Troy finally says. “No!” Griffin shouts. “That’s not true. It was never just about the bet.” Nicole snorts. “Right, as if we’d ever trust anything you say.” There’s a sudden tension in the air, an electricity that’s about something much more deep-rooted than my fight with Griffin. Nicole looks ready to unleash her powers on him, regardless of the consequences. They’ve kept their feelings about the past—about whatever ended their friendship and disrupted their parents’ lives—long enough. I know that Troy is mainly upset out of loyalty to me, for the heartache Griffin had caused, and to Nicole, for whatever she believes Griffin did to her. If we work through the problem with Nicole . . . well, at least it will be a start. “I think it’s time to confront the past.” Boy, do I sound like therapist Mom, or what? “Both of you have been avoiding this for too long.” 223

CHAPTER 10<br />

“MORNING,” GRIFFIN SAYS when he appears at my locker.<br />

“Want an escort to Tyrant’s class?”<br />

He leans in and kisses me, really briefly, on the lips.<br />

“I thought you’d never ask,” I say, still marveling at how much<br />

my life has changed since yesterday. “Do you want to go into the<br />

village after school?”<br />

I grab my copy of Ulysses and throw it in my bag.<br />

When Griffin doesn’t answer, I add, “Maybe we could go for ice<br />

cream.”<br />

After zipping up my backpack, I slam my locker shut and turn<br />

to take my place at Griffin’s side. That’s when I see why he stopped<br />

talking.<br />

Nicole and Troy are standing a few feet away, looking like they’re<br />

contemplating murder. Great, I wanted the chance to tell them<br />

about this before they saw us together. To explain before they jump<br />

to conclusions.<br />

Then Griffin shows up at my locker and I forget all my good<br />

intentions.<br />

“Hey guys,” I say, trying to sound like everything’s perfectly normal.<br />

“What’s up?”

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