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again. I saw the way you
    looked at him, and I definitely saw the way he looked at you!” No way was Harley going to admit that. She pursed
     her lips. The girl would be planning their wedding and naming their first born if
     Harley had given her even an inkling of an idea about how hot she thought he was.
     It was better to play the dumb and could care less card rather than the yes that boy was delicious card.
    “Is that why you called, or do you have a better reason for disturbing my sanity this
    morning?” Abigail may have been Harley’s best friend, but she also knew how to push
     her
    buttons. And in that moment, every single irritated button she had in body had been
     pushed.
    “Nope, I figured that was a good enough reason. Anywho,” Abigail cleared her throat
     as
    she went on. “How’s that big brother of yours doing? I was hoping to see him this
     weekend, you know. It’s been over two weeks, and I’m kind of in David withdrawal here.”
    Harley sighed; the girl definitely wasn’t kidding. “Ehh, he’s alright I guess. I didn’t
     see him much this weekend either due to the fact that he was hauled up in his room
     both days, yet again .” Frustration lined her voice as Harley unloaded her feelings. “I’ve given up on
     him, Abs.
    He’s kind of a lost cause. Some days I’m lucky if he even leaves his room at all.”
    “Don’t give up on him, Har. You know he needs you.” Abigail blew out a breath that
    echoed over the phone’s speaker. She was obviously just as frustrated, but at least
     she stayed positive.
    The question of the day, or the year at that, was how could she convince David to
     get on
    with his life, when Harley couldn’t even get on with her own?
    “I know, Abs, but I can only do and say so much,” Harley whispered back. She finally
    pulled into the school lot a good five minutes later.
    She scanned the crowds of cars tapping to the beat of her new favorite song on the
     wheel
    and finally launched herself into a space without a second glance. She turned around
     to grab her bag in the backseat. When she moved back around and prepared to say goodbye
     to Abigail, her throat went dry, and her eyes bulged at the site standing twenty or
     so feet ahead of her car.
    “Crappity crap,” she griped, slouching further into her seat. The simple effect of
     just
    seeing that head of familiar hair had her stomach doing all sorts of crazy mad somersaults.
    “What is it?” Abigail questioned, curiosity etched her voice.
    “Nothing. Gotta go,” Harley snapped, quickly sliding her finger across the end call
    button.
    She had a new issue apparently. How in the hell would she get in the building without
    him seeing her?
    She slowly unbuckled her seat belt, all the while biting her lip. She exhaled a heavy
    breath as she reached for the door handle. “I can do this. He’s just a boy.”
    A very hot boy who you can’t stop dreaming about, but hey, who cares, right?
    She glanced down at her shirt checking for syrup stains before she finally grew some
     girl
    balls and got out. Sure enough though, the closer she seemed to get to the entrance,
     the more she realized that he was surrounded by girls. Lots and lots and lots of skanky
     girls. Well, they weren’t all skanky, but still…
    Come on, Har! You can do this!
    Who was she kidding? The site of him surrounded by at least six or seven pairs of
     pawing
    hands was seriously getting under her skin. “Jerk,” she muttered, her lip curling
     in disgust. The guy most likely hadn’t even been there for ten minutes, so the fact
     that he already had a fan club should have told her something.
    Irritation dripped from her like a second skin as she quickly made her way up the
     stairs.
    Her head went low, and with every last bone in her body, she tried to make herself
     invisible.
    Still, she couldn’t resist looking up at him when she finally made it to an almost
     safe zone.
    Unfortunately his eyes were already one hundred percent