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She shrugged one shoulder and smirked. “Again. I know. Now, where do we find this little asshole?”

I pulled out my phone and went to Instagram. “When I was trying to hunt him down to make him spend time with Jesse I learned that he posted every second of his day to his Instagram.”

“Of course, he does.” She hesitated a moment and grinned. “What’s an Instagram?”

“Here!” I showed her the picture Taylor had just posted of himself at a coffee shop on campus. He’d tried to do a serious face while holding a book but he just looked pouty and like maybe the book had hurt his feelings. “He’s at a coffee shop on campus. It’s right next to the stadium.”

She leaned closer and unfolded a pair of sunglasses from her purse. “He’s got a stupid face.”

I laughed and nodded. “He does, doesn’t he?”

She slid her sunglasses on and tapped the radio power button. Immediately, Eminem filled the car. “Let’s ride.”

“Not Dolly?”

“We need fuck you music to get you in the mood. Have you heard the one about cleaning closets?” She backed out of the spot at Nascar speed and giggled. “Oopsie. I just have to get used to the pedals again. Don’t worry. I wasn’t the one crashing all the time when Jerry flipped her lid.”

I had a death grip on the seat. “Okay, great!”

We rocketed out of the parking lot and towards campus like bats out of pink hell. The wind whipped the ends of my hair around and the sun warmed my skin. I took deep breaths and closed my eyes, letting the ride take me someplace peaceful, someplace where the guys hadn’t dumped me for my own good. Even Eminem shouting at me didn’t break the peace.

A block away from the coffee shop, Kitty pulled over and looked over at me. “Okay, Little Kitty. This is your chance to be your own Big Kitty.”

I blinked. “What?”

She swatted my hand. “You’re going to get behind the wheel and drive down to that coffee shop. You’re going to let him see you and come over. Invite him in. That part’s important. The power play is getting him in the car, on your territory. Then you’re going to rip his head off his neck and kick it down the street. Verbally, of course.”

“Where are you going to be?”

“Strutting my ass down this street and hoping I find someone who wants to be handsy.” She got out and I slid behind the wheel. “Alright, Little Kitty. Make that man confess to every shitty thing he did to you. Make him squirm.”

I swallowed. “Okay. I’ve got this. How will I know where to find you when I’m done?”

She flicked the scarf from her hair gracefully and waved it in the air over her head. “With my bat signal, of course.”

I just stared at her.

“Oh, boo, Little Kitty. I’m going to walk towards the coffee shop and then hide until you’re done.” She tied the scarf around her neck and bent over to fix her lipstick. “Remember. Head off.”

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***Olive***

Iparkedinfrontof the coffee shop and tried to whip my scarf off as cool as Kitty had. After nearly choking myself, I pulled it off normally and ran my fingers through my knotted hair.

“Olive?”

I channeled Kitty and looked up slowly, pretending to be unbothered and cool. “Oh. It’s you.”

“Where the hell did you get this car?” He opened the door and slid in without waiting for an invite. “Shit, this is a cool car.”

I rolled my eyes and leaned forward to fix the lipstick I wasn’t wearing. I had to stop channeling Kitty. It wasn’t working for me. “It is. Less cool now that you’re in it, though.”

“Come on, Liv. Don’t be like that. We go back and forth. That’s just what we do. Don’t hold onto grudges.”

I lost my chill. Turning to face him completely, I narrowed my eyes. “We go back and forth? Huh. What do you think the forth is for the back you gave me yesterday? That little mass text about me being a perfect whore?”

He laughed. “That wasn’t me.”

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