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crazy in love. I directed all my power and concentration his way. “You’re going to fall madly and passionately in love wi—”
    â€œAngel,” a woman who came rushing out of the back office yelled. How did she know my name?
    But there wasn’t time to think about it. Because she pushed Lance out of the way with one hand and she thrust the other one toward me. A wave seemed to rush through the air, going through me and Gabi, then rumbling through the stage curtain and hitting everyone in the vicinity.
    My whole body felt warm, and then everything went black.

chapter 6
    â€œAre you okay?” Gabi was standing over me. “Please tell me you’re okay.”
    How did I end up on the floor? I slowly stood up.
    â€œSay something! Angel!” Gabi cried.
    â€œI’m fine.” Only I was more than fine. I was fantastic. There was an almost electric energy spiraling through my body.
    â€œWhat happened?” Lance asked.
    â€œNothing,” his manager said. “Just stay away from her.”
    Stay away from her? Like I needed Lance Gold in my life? Who cared about him when there was someone clearly ten times more drool-worthy in the room?
    â€œYou didn’t faint because I yelled at you, did you?” Gabi asked. “I’d never do anything to hurt you.”
    I guess she wasn’t mad anymore. But it would have been hard to stay mad at me. I was incredibly charming. “I know,” I told her.
    She picked off some dust balls that stuck to my jeans. The cleaning staff really needed to do a better job on their floors. I was too special to walk around with dirt on me.
    â€œLance, I told you to go,” his manager said.
    What was her problem? How could she be more concerned with him when I was in the room?
    â€œDon’t worry,” I told her. “He can stay. I’m leaving.”
    Lance wasn’t that great. Not in comparison to yours truly—the most awesome person ever!
    I didn’t even want to be in the same space with someone who couldn’t see that. So I brushed myself off and headed for the front entrance. People like me deserved way better than a side door. It was so out of the public eye, and I deserved bigger. I deserved to be the main event. So I walked right out through the curtain and onto the stage, my head held high.
    A huge applause broke through the crowd. Naturally.
    â€œI love you, Angel!” That was Max. His voice was definitely unmistakable.
    â€œShe’s my true love!” Cole shouted back. “My girlfriend. My boo.”
    â€œNot for long,” someone else said. “She’s going to be mine.”
    I couldn’t even make out what was said after that. There was too much screaming. Not that I could blame the crowd for fighting. If anyone was worth it, it was me.
    A few people held up their phones and took pictures. I was definitely going to need copies.
    â€œAngel, Angel, sign my shirt, pleaasseeee!” Courtney said, forcing a pen up toward me. Uck. Of course, she managed to get close. I couldn’t be around someone like her. She was pathetic. I couldn’t risk it rubbing off.
    â€œGet away,” I commanded.
    â€œYou heard her,” someone else said, pushing Courtney away from the stage.
    That gave me more breathing space, but it still wasn’t enough. Other people immediately took her spot. And while they weren’t as irritating as the mere sight of Courtney, they were still bothersome. There were screams, requests for pictures and autographs. It was too much. I couldn’t think. My precious thoughts were getting away from me when they needed to be savored. I had to make an escape. Mere mortals couldn’t appreciate someone like me. I was gifted, I could do special things. I was mind-blowingly cool.
    I needed to go somewhere quiet where I could appreciate my magnificence in private. I needed to go home.
    I jumped off the stage. Can you say huge mistake? People crowded