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I’m going to say it, anyway. It’s just that while my dad was doing his lunatic act and I was still trying to convince myself that you were pure evil, I kept thinking about you and your dad.
    How you actually talk about stuff. I… basically I got jealous. And that made it a lot easier to stay mad and not just come to you and tell you what an idiot I’d been. It didn’t seem fair that you-”
    “We do have something called furniture inside.” Rae jerked her head up at the sound of her dad’s voice and saw him heading up the front walk toward them. She couldn’t believe she hadn’t even noticed him drive up. It was just that she’d hardly ever seen Yana like this, all emotional. Despite how angry Rae still was, it was getting to her.
    “Maybe you two have heard of it. It’s basically padded structures that you can sit on with comfort,” Rae’s dad continued as he reached them.
    “Hi, Mr. Voight,” Yana said.
    “Hello, Ilyana.”
    “Ilyana?” Rae echoed, raising her eyebrows.
    Mr. Voight flashed a broad grin, and Rae recognized the expression-he’d had one of those good days where his students actually got all the complex stuff he taught.
    “Yes, I’ve decided to start calling her Ilyana,” he replied. He looked back at Yana. “It suits you, I think,” he told her, his tone full of that good-mood pep. “Unless you hate it,” he added. “Rae threatens me with a long and painful death every time I forget and call her Rachel.”
    Yana actually blushed. Lea, Rae’s old best friend, would have gotten a pained expression on her face and shot Rae a get-me-out-of-here look. But Yana seemed like she could stand there all day. And with Yana’s dad the way he was, it kind of made sense.
    “No, it’s okay,” Yana answered, her blush deepening. “No one calls me that. But I like it.”
    “So are you going to invite us in?” Rae’s dad asked.
    Rae tried not to wince. “Sure,” she answered, backing up and swinging the door all the way open. “Let’s go into my room,” she said to Yana. She was going to have to listen to the rest of what Yana had to say. But she wasn’t going to have the conversation in front of her dad. She jerked her chin in the direction of her bedroom and silently led the way there. “Okay, in a few minutes I’m sure my dad will show up with some lame kind of snack thing for us.”
    Rae shut the door behind Yana. “After that, you leave.”
    She expected Yana to launch right back into herapologizing slash begging slash explaining. But Yana just sat down in Rae’s leather desk chair. It was like a switch had been turned off inside her.
    Seeing my dad hurt, Rae realized. She couldn’t stop herself from feeling a little squirt of sympathy. Remember
    what this girl did to you, she told herself as she sat down on the bed. She planned to stay as silent as Yana until the snacks arrived. Instead she blurted, “You might as well finish what you were saying. It’s better than us sitting here staring at each other.”
    Yana let out a long sigh but didn’t say anything.
    “You were telling me how you felt jealous of my dad,” Rae prompted.
    “Yeah. Shocker, huh?” Yana gave a harsh bark of laughter. “You have this perfect dad, and I have-forget it. I’ll leave when you tell me to.” She grabbed a copy of Glamour off Rae’s desk and flipped it open. “Just pretend I’m not here.
    I shouldn’t even have come.”
    “But you are here,” Rae said. “Don’t try to guilt me out by acting all martyr. It’s not you, and we both know it, so-”
    There was a thump on Rae’s door that sounded like a kick. Rae jumped up and opened the door. Her dad came in with a glass of Coke in each hand and a plate of something chocolate balanced on top of theglasses. Yana stood up and rescued the plate. “Made those myself,” Rae’s dad bragged.
    “Wow,” Yana said, staring at the little disks of chocolate with swirls of white icing inside.
    Rae’s dad leaned close to Yana.