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here?”
    “What?”
Reagan blinked twice. The idea was laughable. As though it were such a simple
thing and she could spell it all out just like that. Who needed a list? Wouldn’t
she just know when she finally found
him? That’s what all the movies wanted you to believe at least...
    “I’m
going to help you find a boyfriend before summer.” She sounded quite pleased
with herself as she stabbed a leaf of lettuce with her fork, then after taking
the bite added, “A good one too. But I’m going to need to know exactly what it
is you’re looking for.”
    Intrigued,
Reagan placated her. What was the worst that could happen?
    “Hmm…”
She considered all her options. “How about Bradley Cooper’s charm, Channing
Tatum’s body, and Johnny Depp’s eyes.”
    It
was Petra’s turn to roll her eyes. “Please take this seriously. I’m offering up
my superb matchmaking skills. That’s not something that I’d do for just anyone.”
    “Oh,
I am taking this seriously.” Sarcasm dripped from her every word, but Petra
didn’t catch it.
    “Really?
That’s your problem then.”
    “What
is?”
    “You
don’t want to be in love with a real guy. You want to be in love with a movie
star. And newsflash, that doesn’t work.”
    “And
how would you know?” Reagan puffed her chest out in surprise.
    “Oh.”
She replied matter-of-factly. “I know.” And the look in her eyes was convincing
enough to make Reagan believe her, even though Reagan was fairly confident
she’d known every person her friend had ever fallen in love with. Or even just
hooked up with for that matter. “Just think about it a little harder, okay?”
    Regan
nodded that she would, and though their conversation ebbed more than flowed
over the next several moments as the girls devoured their meals, the level of
noise throughout the room did not, and little snippets of conversation popped
up all around them. Reagan was doing her best to ignore them, so immersed in
her own thoughts as she was. Until one particular voice caught her attention.
      I don’t want that.
    It
was only a second later the guy made it clear he wasn’t talking about his food,
and Reagan tuned in a little more.
    She’s every man’s dream girl, bro.
    Yeah, every man that wants an easy
chick. I want someone who’s decent, that I can have fun with.
    Reagan
was now fully plugged in.
    Man, don’t start that again. We’re in
college, have a little fun.
    No, I’m serious . An easy chuckle followed the
declaration. It doesn’t matter how hot a
girl is if you can’t have a conversation with her.
    " That’s what I want.” Reagan whispered
frantically, pointing behind her.
    Petra
looked up in the general direction Reagan had indicated, but instead of seeing
a man, she saw a sinfully delicious looking dessert that was being delivered to
a table a few seats back from them. “Oh, I do too.” She admitted in a rare
moment of weakness. Her eyes were practically glued to the tray, and Reagan was
fairly certain she could see a glisten of drool forming in the corner of
Petra’s mouth. “I wonder how many calories is in that.”
    Confused,
Reagan whipped her head back to see what her friend was talking about and began
laughing almost uncontrollably. “No!” She corrected, half whispering again.
“Are you listening to this convo? I want a man like that .”
    “Like
what?”
    “Shhh…”
Reagan hissed back at her. "Like him." Mouthing the words, she
motioned slightly over her shoulder, hoping she was being inconspicuous.
    Petra
shrugged her shoulders. "You can. Go introduce yourself."
    And
in Petra’s world, it would’ve been that easy. For realistic Reagan, however,
she saw the situation with a little more complexity.
    “Yeah,
and what am I going to say to him? ‘ Hi. I
overheard your conversation and, well, I think I’m the girl you’re looking for ’?”
Her mocking tone had Petra trying to stifle her own laughter. “I can't do that,
I don't even know what he looks