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“She’s on deadline. But she’ll be at the bonfire.”
A sheepish-looking Mr. Matthews clears his throat before continuing on with his welcome speech. He motions for us to follow him down the hallway to see a new trophy case that was installed as last year’s class gift.
Kat nudges me in the ribs. “Do you think the Model UN plaque is there?”
“Maybe.” I try to play it off like I don’t care, but I arch my neck to look all the same. “It would be pretty gratifying to see it. Especially after I cleaned the floors with a certain class president in the final round.”
Zack scoffs over my shoulder.
I jump and press a hand to my chest. “Jeez. Stalker much.”
“You wish.”
“Oh, great. It wouldn’t be a Pacific West event if these two didn’t get into it.” Kat rolls her eyes at Molly. “Maybe you both should go find some secluded room to make out in.”
I gasp as Zack’s jaw drops.
“Yeah, right,” he says at the same time I say, “Gross.”
We both glare at each other’s response.
“What do you mean, ‘yeah, right’?” I ask. “Are you saying you’re out of my league or something?”
“Gross?” His brow knits together even more. “I’ll have you know I’ve dated models. Not one of them had any complaints.”
“Maybe not to your face.”
“At least I get action.”
“At least I—”
“Oh, come on!” Molly cries out. “Just get a room.”
We all turn to stare at her. Including the rest of the couple dozen people who have joined the tour. Poor Molly looks like she wishes the ground would open up and swallow her whole right about now.
Pressing her lips together and taking a deep breath through her nose, she turns her attention to Mr. Matthews. “Did I hear there’s a new row of lockers in the C Hallway?”
Mr. Matthews blinks, but eventually tears his gaze away from us. “That’s correct.” He clears his throat. “I can show it to you now. It’s just past the library.”
Sticking my chin up, I turn away from Zack and start to follow the group. He reaches out to grasp my elbow before I can take more than a step.
I glance down at his hand on my elbow, trying to ignore the tingling sensation that seems to radiate from his touch.
“Excuse me,” I say as coolly as possible.
“The last I heard, the Model UN plaques are in a case in the library.”
“And I would care, because?”
“We could settle this little argument of ours once and for all by seeing who came in first, and who came in second.”
I glance toward the rest of the group, which is now gaining some distance from us. “I don’t think that’s necessary.”
“Why not? Scared to discover the truth?”
I suck in a deep breath. “On second thought, it’s been forever since I last saw the library. I’d love to see if there are any updates or changes.”
With a smirk, Zack motions for me to lead the way. I stick my nose in the air and do my best to ignore him, or at least give the appearance of ignoring him, on our walk to the library. It’s easier said than done. Especially when his close proximity makes my skin tingle.
