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Paola's brows meet together in a frown. "Something is clearly wrong, Sheens."
I give up trying to eat my sandwich. I've completely lost my appetite ever since the Devil's last call, and now I'm thinking, maybe...maybe I need a second opinion about what's been going on with me.
"Can I ask you something?"
The other girl looks at me suspiciously. "Go on."
"What would you picture my first boyfriend to be like?"
"Someone gentle and nice." Paola doesn't even seem to think twice as she answers my question. "Your typical boy next door basically, and he's going to treat you like a queen."
"Oh."
"You obviously think differently."
Color bursts in my cheeks. "No, of course not—-"
My friend laughs. "Chill out, Sheens. I was just joking."
I force myself to smile. "I know."
Paola's gaze turns sly. "This is the first time you've shown interest in boys. Someone's obviously asked you out—-"
"No, it's not like that—-"
The other girl chortles. "It's written all over your face, Sheens. Admit it." Paola eagerly leans forward with a flurry of questions. "Who is it? Is he in one of our classes? Or yours? How did you—-"
Riiiiiing.
I take my phone out, and my heart skips a beat when I see an unregistered number listed on the screen.
Paola grins. "It's him, isn't it?"
"There isnohim."
"Then why are you blushing?"
"I'm not!" Am I?
The other girl starts laughing. "Oh my gosh, you're just too cute. Is this your first crush? First date? First—-"
Riiiiiing.
I realize too late that I'm in danger of missing his call, and all I can do is wince as I'm forced to answer the Devil's call in Paola's presence. "Hello?"
Hello, Sheena.
I try standing up to leave, but Paola only flashes an evil grin as she grabs hold of my free hand...before yanking me back down.
You sound...distracted.
"I'm not."
Are you with your friend?
"Yes." I'm not even surprised that the Devil knows all about Paola, and all I care about at this point is that I don't accidentally get the other girl involved in my mess.
"Let me talk to him," Paola says loudly, and I'm torn between strangling her or strangling myself.
