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“What?”

“I saw you talking to him.” She sounded accusatory.

“Yeah. You told me where he’d be.” Did I need to add the ‘duh’?

“And?” she asked pointedly.

“And what?”

“Did he ask about me?”

I had to grin. “Who gave you that hickey? Or should I be asking who do you want to be giving you a hickey?”

She blushed. So predictable.

“You have to introduce us,” she whispered, hunching down over the table as our teacher entered the room.

“You’re the one who knows him.”

“Well, yeah. But it’s not like you’ll introduce us, like this is Molly blah blah, blah. You know, just act like we’re good friends.”

“We are friends.”

“We’re science lab friends and table-mate friends.”

Who said table-mates?

Molly continued, “We’re not friend friends.”

“You went to a party with me,” I reasoned.

“No. I begged you to invite me to a party and you got the hottest guy in this school to drive me there, but you and said guy left—very quickly—after you showed up at said party. You were never at the party with me.”

“Yes, I was. I saw you drunk. That consists of me being at a party with you.” I was starting to enjoy this conversation. Molly could argue and flush at the same time.

“Oh—” she sputtered.

“Alright, alright.” I laughed. “Don’t worry. He’ll be mooning over you in no time.” I bit my lip.

“What?” Molly asked, seeing it.

“I just have to do something for him first.”

Her eyes bugged out. Almost literally, but, hey, at least she didn’t faint. I guess Props was not faint worthy.

“Not that!” I hissed, laughing. “But kinda yeah.”

“Oh my—” Now she was flushing with anger. It was really entertaining.

“He wants to go on a date with Aidrian Casners. I told him I’d try to set them up. I think he just wants to lose his virginity to her. Don’t worry.” I was starting to feel bad for Larkins.

“Don’t worry? Do you not understand what ‘worry’ means? Having the guy of my dreams go on a date with Aidrian Casners is the definition of being worried,” she hissed, blushing when she saw Tray look our way. She looked down at the table, and continued, “I’ll have no chance after he’s gone out with her.”

I didn’t know if I should comfort her or slap her. I didn’t know who Aidrian Casners was, but I was getting the impression that she was not a girl who’d date a computer geek. For real. Molly, on the other hand, could be his first wife.

“Mrs. Maslow,” Sasha stuck her hand up, “can you ask Taryn and her freak friend to be quiet?” She turned her heated glare on us. “They’re distracting me.”

Oh please. I rolled my eyes. She was working on a freaking worksheet and then I realized what she called Molly.

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