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She hemmed and hawed.
    â€œI’ll take that as a yes,” I said. She’d thank me later. “Shh. ” I held up my finger to my mouth as Gabi started to speak. “No backing out.”
    â€œFine,” she conceded. “I’ll go meet Lance with you. But just how do you plan on getting past those guards?”
    â€œLike this.” With a wave of my arm, I made a trash can move ten feet forward. When one of the men went to go check it out, I made it move farther. Thank goodness I actually had one power mastered. It felt dangerous. It felt fun.
    â€œWhat’s going on?” the other guard asked.
    â€œSome prank, I’m sure. I bet some kid is hiding in there,” he said, chasing the can around the corner.
    Now it was time to keep guard number two busy. With another simple movement, I made some guy’s soda lurch forward. It splattered over the fake wall built to keep fans away from the side entrance. “Who did that?” the guard asked, walking toward the mob. I hoped I didn’t get the guy in trouble, but I couldn’t worry about it at that very moment.
    It was now or never.
    â€œRun,” I said to Gabi.
    We booked it to the door. I quickly opened it and pulled Gabi inside. She was about to have a date with destiny.

chapter 5
    â€œOh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh,” Gabi whispered as we made our way through the store. “I can’t believe we are really doing this. OH. MY. GOSH.”
    The last part was a shout. Because standing right in front of us was none other than Lance Gold himself.
    And while he was hot on TV, he was a million—no, a zillion—times hotter in person. His hair was a brownish-red mess on top of his head—a perfect mess. Like it took days to make it look like that. His face had a light tan that highlighted his perfect features, and there was not a zit to be found. And his eyes. They were just like his name. Gold. Seriously. The color, the sparkle, everything. They were so mesmerizing that it was hard to take in much else. Like the fact that he was talking to us.
    â€œAnswer him,” Gabi said, poking me in the side with her elbow.
    â€œHuh?” I asked, snapping back to reality.
    â€œI said, ‘How’d you get in here?’” Lance questioned us. He didn’t seem so thrilled to see us there, but I could tell he was trying to be nice. Which was exactly what I was counting on. If everything Gabi and the magazines said were true, then Lance would never be mean to a fan. He was a genuinely good guy. Maybe even good enough to go out with a girl who had just gotten her heart creamed by a jerk.
    â€œOh,” I said. It was hard to talk and look at him at the same time. “We were invited. See, Gabi here, she was supposed to have a photo shoot with you. That’s why you were originally scheduled to come to Pennsylvania in the first place. It got canceled. But the producer still gave us the okay to meet you.” My storytelling ability under pressure was pretty awesome, if I do say so myself. I totally would have believed me.
    â€œNobody told me anything about it,” he said.
    â€œThey probably just forgot.” I flashed him a big smile, showing off my dimples. Everyone always said they made me look cute and sweet. I was hoping that translated into more believable as well.
    â€œMy manager never forgets anything,” he answered.
    â€œFirst time for everything.” I was still smiling. However, the power of my dimples was not working. But if it came to it, I knew powers that would. “Anyway,” I continued. “This is Gabi. Gabi, this is Lance Gold.”
    I nudged her forward.
    â€œHi,” she said, putting out her hand. It was trembling. He took it, but he looked skeptical. Not like a guy falling in love. Or even one willing to go out on a mercy date.
    â€œI really don’t think you should be back here. You need to go before my manager sees you. She’s not