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Beau skimmed a quick dismissive glance over the twins and me and frowned. “Didn’t Bentley ride with you guys?”

“Her dad’s going to drop her off,” Bella answered.

“But she’s still coming, right?” Beau persisted, looking hopeful.

A jealous hitch dipped in my stomach. But Beau was, like, stupid in love with the last person in our freshman group. He was always watching Bentley or looking for Bentley or asking about Bentley or teasing Bentley mercilessly whenever she was around, and it made me wonder if anyone would ever like me the way he obviously worshiped her.

I kind of didn’t think so.

“So I guess we’re still waiting to go in, then,” Beau grumbled, leaning back against the building, his gaze straying restlessly toward the parking lot in search of the star in all of his fantasies.

I sighed and settled against the wall as well, finding a protective little nook between Bella and Gray as Bella grilled Beau about where he’d heard the Malia Ross porn-making rumor.

Meanwhile, other people were steadily filing past us, entering the gym to get to the dance.

When I spotted Caine amidst a group of other guys passing by, I shuddered in nervous excitement and huddled closer to Gray.

Caine hadn’t come with a date either. I wondered if he was the type to ask girls to dance. I hoped so. I wanted to sway in his arms before the night was over.

“Cold?” Gracen asked, glancing down at me when I rubbed the sides of my arms with my hands.

“What?” I glanced up at him, blinking the Caine-dream from my eyes.

“Want me to run back to the car for your jacket?” he offered.

“Oh. Uh, no, thanks. I’m fine.”

I returned my gaze to the gym entrance, but Caine and his friends had already gone inside. A wistful sigh left my lungs. He was just so beautiful. I’d give anything for him to noticeme.

If only I could—

A car with a loud engine pulled into the parking lot, stealing my attention from the now-empty front doors.

Turning, I watched a dark Chevy squeal its tires on asphalt doing a quick burnout before it raced to a place in the front row that wasn’t even a designated parking spot, and there, it finally jarred to a screaming halt.

As the motor stopped rumbling and the headlights went out, I rolled my eyes.

What a freaking show-off.

“And…Luke’s here,” Bella announced in a dry, unimpressed voice.

2CHLOE

The driver’s side door of the Chevy sprang open, and a tall, dark-headed guy unfolded himself from inside.

Only one other kid from our parents’ group of friends currently attended high school with Beau, Bella, Bentley, Gray, and me.

And that was Luke Hamilton.

He was a twelfth grader, so we rarely saw him in the halls. Not that he was very supportive and mentor-ly when hedidsee us. He usually harassed us more than anyone.

I guess it just wasn’t cool to befriend freshmen when you were a badass senior, especially if they were like family to you.

“Dude, did he bring adate?” Beau asked suddenly, perking to attention when Luke rounded the front hood of the car and started for the passenger-side door to open it.

“Holy shit, he did,” Gracen murmured in awe. “I didn’t even know he had a girlfriend.”

“I don’t think he does,” Bella spoke up.

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