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teacher wants us to mold this into something that represents our being ," Quin said.
    " That should be easy for you."
    " I don't really want to clue them in on my being."
    " The teachers here can be so touchy feely," I said sympathetically. I'd been in classes where teachers started off the day with a sharing session (like show and tell but just the tell), or a personality test, or a quick discussion on celebrity gossip. I was told that it was because of a memo from the admin that they should "strive to get to know the students as people." It made the cool teachers cooler, and the others look like they were trying too hard. Or just creepy. A ball of clay to "represent your being" was trying too hard.
    As he pinched and rolled the clay tentatively, I looked out onto the running track to check out my actual purpose for being there -- Carson Garcia. In the interest of being "thorough."
    " Do you know him?" I asked Quin.
    " I think Diego beat up one of his friends one time. I've never really talked to him."
    Carson wasn't a team sport kind of guy. I watched as he warmed up for his run around the track.
    " He's Kathy's best guy friend," I explained. "When I asked her who she thinks could be her secret admirer, she said she had absolutely no idea."
    " Did you believe her?"
    " Of course I didn't. She has to have some idea."
    He looked at me from his clay and again almost smiled. "You would have known that even if you weren't the goddess of love right now. I told you, you're good at this."
    My face, I swear, totally acted casual, but the tips of my toes were tingling. " Anyway , no girl is that clueless. I told her that the gift was too personal, that it's probably someone she already knows."
    " And she told you she thinks it's this guy."
    " I kind of had to pull it out of her."
    It wasn 't that Kathy didn't know who it was, but she was afraid to say their names aloud. Not that I blamed her; that was totally my MO too. She and I, we were girls who never said anything. Never wanted to assume anything. It was a coping mechanism, saving our faces for when guys like Quin came along and acted all nice toward us. I got that, and managed to convince her that her assumptions were safe with me.
    " He and Kathy hang out every day, almost," I told Quin. He had turned his attention back to the clay, and I saw a sliver of yellow light appear between it and his palm. The sliver grew larger -- no, my mistake, the ball of clay was actually levitating , and in mid-air had formed something that looked like an arrowhead. But he quickly caught it and squashed it in his fist.
    " Why are you wasting your fancy light powers on touchy-feely teacher assignments?" I groaned.
    " Just because you're talking to me here right now doesn't mean I'm not somewhere else doing something else too. I can multitask. You were saying, about Carson and Kathy?"
    " They're in the same English Lit block, and they clicked. But he had a girlfriend until about three months ago."
    Carson was Kathy's first "suspect" because of what he knew about her. He was a movie buff too, and they had actually watched Slumdog Millionaire together once before, when she brought the DVD to school and he popped it into his laptop one idle Wednesday. She bought caramel popcorn from the cafeteria, and they huddled on a bench until the Bollywood-style closing credits.
    Sure, Carson was good-looking, but Kathy didn't believe he thought of her that way. Not so soon after his breakup.
    " Does she want it to be him?" Quin asked.
    Why does that matter? If it wasn 't him and he wasn't interested, no amount of wanting would help. Guys didn't seem to understand that.
    I let myself roll my eyes because he wasn 't facing me -- but then remembered that he might actually have the power to see even the stuff he wasn't looking at.
    " Well, I'm going to find out if it's him," I said. "I'll find a way to talk to him somehow."
    " Good luck," Quin said.
    " I… had a dream, by the way."
    " Tell me."
    " Waterfall. You and