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After seeing him almost every day for two months, not seeing him for the last five days has felt like hell.

"You look really excited."

"I am."

"Someone special wearing the Thor costume tonight?"

Good, she recognizes the outfit. Evie has always been more perceptive than anyone gives her credit for. She may be young, but she is smart. And she certainly doesn't act like a child the way most freshmen do from time to time.

"Yup." I pop the P for emphasis which makes Evie laugh. "Why aren't you going?"

"I've been banned from the Kappa house," she growls.

"Max?"

"Stupid idiot."

"Why?"

"Apparently I'm not allowed to talk to anyone with a penis, and there are too many of those at the Kappa house."

My smile grows as a plan begins to formulate in my mind. Evie eyes me curiously as she finishes my hair. As soon as she's set the hot iron down, I let her in on my secret.

"Did you know the party's not at the Kappa house tonight?"

"What?"

"Which means..."

"I'm not banned from it!" she screams.

"So run up to your room and get dressed. We're leaving in ten minutes."

Pulling me into a fierce hug, Evie lets out another squeal of excitement before darting out of my room and down the hall. She's back in less than five minutes, wearing a sexy-as-hell Poison Ivy costume, make-up done complete with green eyeshadow highlighting her already stunning cobalt blue eyes.

"You just had that laying around?" I ask as I eye her up and down.

Max is not going to like how revealing it is. The dress dips low in the front, showing off her ample cleavage, and rides higher on one side than the other, her legs on full display. The boots she's wearing—I'm mildly jealous—are a gorgeous green to match the dress, have a solid four-inch heel on them, and hit just below her knee. They pair perfectly with the embroidered sheer stockings she has, the ivy detailing impeccable.

"Nope. Bought it a few weeks ago when I first heard about the party. I even had the tights custom made by a lady on Etsy. Then, Max banned me. I was pissed, so I sent him a bill for my outfit."

She giggles as she pulls out a pair of fingerless gloves and slides them on all the way up to her elbows.

Damn. Her outfit is good. If she doesn't win the costume contest, I'd be surprised.

"Well, Poison Ivy, or should I say Poison Evie, let's go piss your brother off a little, shall we."

A devilish smirk slowly spreads across Evie's face as we link arms.

"And win your man back," she adds as we make our way down the hall, attracting the attention of a few girls who are loitering the hall in costumes of their own.

I like the way she thinks.

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