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“You know I’m terrible at keeping secrets from him,” Milo muses.

“Try,” I rebuke as I march off toward the hallway. “Or your reputation will be on the line too.”

LANA

“Oh my God, I feel terrible,” Brooke says as she pops another pill.

“You sure you wanna be here?” I ask. “You could go lie in bed.”

“No, I’ve got a test today,” she replies, groaning in pain.

“Still hungover?” Irina muses as she sits down on the picnic bench.

“I thought this shit would be over in a day, but I guess that’s only for people whose bodies are normal,” Brooke laments, huddled over her bottle of water. “Remind me not to drink that much ever again.”

I giggle and take a bite out of my sandwich. “I’m sorry. If I’d stayed around, I could’ve plucked the drinks out of your hand.”

“You missed out on a whole lot of fun, Lana,” Irina says. “Some dude even came to ask us about you.”

I can barely swallow my sandwich. “What?”

“Yeah, I mean, I don’t know what his name was, but man, he looked sexy in that suit of his. And my hands were all over that.” Brooke holds her hand up high for Irina to clap. “Fuck yeah. I should’ve gotten his number.”

“What did he ask you?” I casually take another bite from my sandwich to avoid appearing too invested.

“Oh, just if we were friends, if we were from the same sorority, and if he could see me more often,” Brooke muses, smiling like crazy.

But I know better.

That guy was trying to find out where I lived.

“What did you tell him?” I ask.

“Well, the truth, what else?” She shrugs.

“But what if he’s a Phantom guy?” I ask.

“So?” She takes a sip of her drink. “I don’t care as long as he’s hot.”

“He was hot, though,” Irina concurs.

“Hey, babe.” A kiss on the hair alerts me to Jason’s presence. “How have your classes been going?”

“Fine,” I reply as he sits down beside me. “Yours?”

“Fantastic. Couldn’t be better.”

“Sounds sarcastic,” Irina says.

“You got any extra sandwiches?” Jason asks, avoiding the topic entirely. “I’m starving.”

“So are you two dating now?” Brooke says, pointing at us both.

“Dating?” Jason snorts. “Well, I mean, I would, but …” He tilts his head in my direction.

“What?” I scoff. “Don’t look at me. I wasn’t the one sucking off this clitty the other day.” I point at my crotch.

Brooke and Irina burst out into high shrieks and laughter.

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