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Halen reaches into the closet. “How about this one? It’s eye-catching but not too revealing.” She holds up a multicolored dress with the right cut.

“It’s perfect.” I take it from her.

“I can really wear the other one?” she asks.

“Of course. I never will, but if I wanted to, you still could.”

“You’re the best!” She kisses my cheek then we get dressed and fix each other’s hair.

Halen rubs on some lip color. “Just in time. You ready to impress a certain guitarist?”

I don’t answer.

A slow smile spreads across her face. “You know, you two would actually make a cute couple.”

“Stop.”

“I’m serious! I mean, no, I wouldn’t have thought so at first. You two are complete opposites, but I think that’s what makes it work. He’s dark and brooding and you’re cute and sweet. I think you bring out something in each other.”

I look in the mirror. “I’m just cute?”

She laughs. “You know what I mean.”

“Actually, I don’t.”

“You’re the face of the Royal School.”

I frown at my reflection and feather out my strawberry-blonde hair. Maybe I need to do something different—something edgy and unexpected.

Halen pulls me away from my vanity. “You’re going to be the most beautiful girl there. Let’s go.”

I look her over. She looks amazing in the dress. It’s nowhere near as revealing as I thought it’d be. Maybe she’s right about me being just cute. I’m probably a prude to boot. “No. You’ll be the prettiest one out there.”

She bats her eyelashes. “Let’s hope you’re right. I need a boyfriend.”

“You don’t need a boyfriend.”

“Duh!” She laughs. “What I mean is, I need someone so we can go on double dates.”

“If anything happens with Bash.”

“It will. Trust me.” Halen drags me out of the room. Everyone is dressed up as we all head for the dance. A few people even smile at me. One girl tells me she loves my dress.

When we reach the dance hall, it’s decorated beyond recognition. It’s not a theme I recognize, so I figure it’s some underwater thing I’ve missed while living on land.

Halen nudges me. “There he is.”

I swallow and look in the direction she’s staring. Sure enough, Bash is already here. He’s laughing with that girl. Neva. His best friend. The one he wouldn’t kiss because it would be like kissing his sister.

Halen leans even closer. “Hades, I never noticed how hot he is before. You’d better go talk to him before I do.”

I shove her. “Oh, stop.”

She gives me a hug. “Go get him. I won’t be stalking you or anything.”

I chuckle, but then my heart races at the thought of approaching him.

Halen gives me a little push, and I go with it. Head straight for Bash. He’s laughing still and it makes my stomach flip-flop. He really looks good when he’s happy.

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