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asked.
    It was a completely logical
question. One that, if answered, could solve all my problems.
    One that I couldn’t answer.
    “I don’t know. On one hand,
I’ve had a massive crush on Trent since forever, and it was only in the last
few years that I really calmed it down.”
    “Uh huh,” Sierra nodded.
“Plus he knows everything about you so you don’t have to worry about weird
dates.”
    I let out a humorless laugh.
As if things between us hadn’t gotten completely weird anyway. “On the other
hand, Trent has been giving me insane mixed signals and on top of that, he’s engaged . I’m already a home wrecker and
I’m not feeling too good about it. I mean at this point I’m just hoping to
still have a relationship with him at all, much less a romantic one.”
    “Okay, and Aamir ?”
    I sighed, trying not to be
overwhelmed with all the different things I was feeling. I wished I could
explain my true fears to Sierra—it was weird keeping so much from her. “ Aamir is great. He’s sweet and considerate and keeps
showing an interest in me for whatever reason.”
    “Because he likes you,”
Sierra groaned. “Why can’t you get that through your head?”
    “I don’t know. I guess it’s
hard for me to believe. But at least he’s consistent.”
    Sierra bit her lip and
looked away from me.
    “What?” I asked, her
expression making me nervous.
    “I just hate to admit it,
since I love Trent and I love you but...well, I think we both know that going
with Aamir makes a lot of sense.”
    “Really?” I said, lifting my
head and feeling a sense of dread fill my stomach. I didn’t want to betray
Trent. Of course I loved him and the thought of everything we could be
together. But clearly he found me or the situation defective, and I was pretty
desperate for a means to forget about it.
    But there was also that
strange feeling in the parking lot. The one that made me wonder if he was even
human.
    “Yeah, definitely,” Sierra
nodded. “I mean, think of it this way. After a relationship like the one you
had with Jason, the last thing you need is to be strung-along by someone you
really care about. Even if he doesn’t realize what he’s doing to you...it’s
just not fair.”
    “You’re right,” I said,
exhaling slowly. I was trying to wrap my mind around it, understand the the possibilites with Aamir , but I
just couldn’t. After two days of knowing him, I felt like I was being asked to
jump off a cliff with him. It was just insane.
    But potentially wonderful.
    And hot. Oh so hot.
    Before either of us could
say another word, the lights dimmed and the crowd cheered, several fists raised
in excitement as the boys came out on the stage. They opened their set with a
bright, upbeat tune, and Sierra and I danced and sung along, moving our feet to
Nick’s steady beat. The guys looked like they were having a good time too.
Making eye contact with each other, grinning and playing their hearts out. It
was awesome. Tears came to my eyes as I realized their wasted potential.
    ‘ This isn’t the end. It’s just a detour ,’ I reminded myself, Nick’s
words ringing clear in my mind. Sierra grabbed my hand as they played their
last song, and we screamed and squealed at the top of our lungs, acting like
The Beatles were onstage instead of our good friends.
    “Good night, Atlanta, you’ve
been awesome,” Trent said, waving his guitar with a warm glow around him. He
was so blissfully happy, and in that moment so blindingly beautiful, that my
heart simply stopped beating. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I realized that
I could never make him that happy.
    ‘ You’re making the right choice ,’ I told myself as I watched Trent’s
wide and long back, covered in a layer of sweat that brought his shirt to his
skin, disappear into the darkness of backstage.
    A small line formed and
Sierra and I chatted with the cool people who wanted to buy Bad Moon CDs,
encouraging them to stick around and talk to the band