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sitting alone at a table in the corner of the lunchroom, cradling a football in his arm. He still has the same dejected look on his face from last Friday night. Similar to the expression I’ve had since yesterday.
    “It would totally work,” she says still looking at him.
    “A hookup? With Kellen?” I shake furiously my head, blowing her off. “I’m a virg—listen…that’s just too extreme for me. That’s crazy. Totally crazy.”
    Kellen and I haven’t said a single word to each other in about four years. Saying something to him now would be like speaking to a total stranger. Completely uncomfortable. We used to be best friends. Absolutely inseparable. Like peanut butter and jelly. Bert and Ernie. Sammy and Frank. Kim and Kanye. Ren and Stimpy. Ike and Tina Turner without the domestic violence.
    And I was secretly in love with him.
    “I don’t mean a literal hookup, wam bam thank you man type of deal. I mean a fake hookup. A fake relationship.” My face contorts in confusion. “You two link up with a fake romance. It’ll throw everyone off the scent.”
    “This isn’t a Lifetime Christmas movie, Just. This is real life.”
    “It totally would make sense. Former friends rekindling their friendship into the hottest relationship in the school.” She pauses at seeing me being unmoved by her proposition. “It would totally make everyone jealous.”
    “Let’s get this straight. A fake romance with Kellen?” Justine nods. “Star running back?” She nods again. “Whose cheerleader girlfriend dumped him because he cost the team the football game Friday night?” She nods again, this time with more ferocity and much more teeth. “We parade around school like we’re together? For what? What will that solve?”
    “The two of you are down in the dumps—socially. You need to get people talking again—in a good way. And it would totally get your mind off of things. Kellen is the golden boy of the school. He has been for years. If you ask me, Lucas is just a flash in the pan. You get with Kellen and you’ll be higher on the food chain than Ashley.”
    My lips press together forming a slight grimace. “You’re insane.”
    She leans back and props up her head by resting her chin in her fist. “I’ve heard that before. I’m just an outside the box thinker. Very Machiavellian.”
    I sit pensive, letting her wild plot integrate into my mind. And I hate myself for even doing so.
    I inhale deeply and blow my cheeks out. “You really think this would work?”
    She purses her lips to the side. “You got nothing else to lose right?”
    She was right. If I wanted to get back into the limelight, I had to do something drastic, something bold. But this was borderline reckless, straight-jacket top floor of the Flint city jail, type of insane.
    What Justine is proposing is ridiculous, ludicrous, senseless, and any other adjective you can use for brainless.
    And that’s exactly why I’m choosing to go for it. This is senior year. Why not go out with a bang? Hopefully, that bang doesn’t end up hitting me right between the eyes…or right in my heart.
     
     
     

 
    Chapter 4
     
    My phone rests on the edge of my dresser and it appears to be growing in size by the second. And it’s been silent all day long. Not one phone call. No ‘hey sweetie’ or ‘missing you’ texts from Lucas. And definitely not any ‘Omg guess what happened’ messages from Ashley or Dascha.
    My phone chimes. I nearly trip over my feet as I lunge to grab it off the edge of the dresser. It’s a reminder text that my cell phone service is being renewed on the fifteenth of the month.
    Ugh!
    I push the icon to my contacts and my eyes are magnetized to Lucas’s name. How could he just drop me like I was nothing? And he left me for Ashley. He always said she wore entirely too much makeup. And he said he wasn’t too fond of blondes. And Ashley broke rule number one. No crushing or scheming after another boyfriend or ex-boyfriend. That was