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acts. Mom doesn’t believe a word I say after He snooped
through my room and turned over my medicinal weed to her. Ever since then, she
believes Step-monster over me.
    Great.
Now, what do I do? He’ll see the party proof, and I’ll be doomed.
    I
can’t take this anymore. Using my phone, I recheck craigslist advertising for a
keyboardist. Only an address and tomorrow’s date are listed. I’ve been looking
for months for a job that nurtures my one true love, music, and pays more than
my current job so that I can move out when I graduate—three months and six days
away. But right now, I have other things to worry about.
    Starting
with the kitchen, I toss empty bottles and cups into an oversized garbage bag
instead of booting everyone out. I hate confrontation. I don’t know how I’ll
get them out or clean up this mess without Izzy’s and Gabby’s help. They’re
practically comatose.
    Rena
wanders into the kitchen. She has wavy black hair, a booty that puts Beyoncé’s
to shame, and perfect black skin. I don’t think she’s ever had a zit. Though
I’ve only known her since sixth grade, she’s the closest friend I’ve ever had.
She knows most of the whole truth—or lack thereof—about me. The best part is
she doesn’t have a big mouth, and we can talk about almost anything, except Him.
    “Hey,”
Rena says. “Tell me it’s not true. That you kicked Lennon out of the party.”
    Even
Rena has a crush on him. Besides Byron, the guy who ripped her heart out,
Lennon is probably the only other guy she’s been remotely interested in, along
with half the school, even the gay guys like him.
    “Lennon
was in my dad’s room playing one of his guitars.” I sound whiny instead of outraged.
    “He
wouldn’t hurt it. He’s a serious musician.”
    “I
know,” I hate to say. I squeeze my eyes shut to block out the images of him
half-naked.
    “Why
are you wearing Lennon’s shirt?”
    His
initials are monogrammed on the pocket. The worst part is his scent is intoxicating.
“Lennon tore my blouse, but that was an accident.” I can’t blame him after he
saved me from falling onto the hard brick.
    “Are
you going to sleep in his shirt tonight because I can take that off your hands
if you aren’t?”
    I
give her a dirty look. “No, I’m not sleeping in it, and I plan on giving it
back.”
    My
hands start shaking again. Rena gives me a shot of tequila because she knows I
don’t like beer. I really need it, so I gulp it down in one swallow, reminding
myself to brush my teeth before Step-monster gets home.
    “What’s
really going on here with Lennon?” she asks.
    Rena
knows me too well. “Bailey was giving him a blowjob in the den. He’s so big he
scares the crap out of me.”
    Rena
spits out her beer she’s laughing so hard. “His big bone is what frightens you?”
    My
face heats up. “That’s not what I mean. He’s a big guy.”
    “That’s
what I hear,” Rena says, waggling her brows.
    I
swat her. “Stop it.” I shudder from the beer on her breath. The image of His hands
covered in grease, feeling me up and the tang of His sweat percolates in my
brain.
    She
laughs at me again. “I swear Lennon’s not like other guys.”
    I’ve
heard that before. “Yeah, right.”
    Rena
palms my shoulder. “He wouldn’t take advantage of you.”
    “Lennon
always stands over me in choir. He scares the shit out of me. I know he does it
on purpose.”
    “Maybe
he likes you.”
    “Well,
I don’t like him.”
    “I
get that.” She gives me the hug I sorely need. “Someday, you’re going to have
to trust a guy besides Zach.”
    Deep
down, I know she’s right. Zach’s my old boyfriend. If I hadn’t screwed up, we’d
still be together. I would do anything to get him back.
    “Why
do all the girls like Lennon anyway?” I ask. “He’s slept with half the school.”
    “It
hasn’t been that many.” Rena lets out a laugh. “You weren’t here in fifth
grade, when he got down on one knee and proposed to