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affirmation.
    Jane glared at me, probably disliking that
I’d emphasized the druggy part. I’d said the wrong thing.
    She picked up her milk, taking a sip through
the straw. “Well, looks like I have my work cut out for me. So much
for senior year.” Jane dropped her milk to the table as the carton
slapped against the wood. “Hey, I have an idea.” Her eyes were
suddenly wide, a smirk lighting across her rosy cheeks.
    I groaned, knowing it involved me
somehow.
    “ You should date her, Wes.”
She began to nod. “Yeah. If you could get her to fall in love, I
bet you could get her to snap out of this phase she’s in.” Her long
brown hair got caught in the wind, exposing her face. Her skin was
soft, her doe eyes filled with so much life. She was beautiful when
she was happy.
    I laughed. “Stop teasing, Jane.”
    Jane wasn’t laughing.
    “ You were serious?” I felt
my heart continue to crumble. That was a brush off I couldn’t deny,
and for a moment, I stopped breathing.
    “ Yeah, Wes. Come on, you’re
handsome. You could get any girl you wanted.”
    “ Yeah…” my voice trailed
off but she didn’t notice.
    Jane sensed my lack of enthusiasm. “Or maybe
we could find someone else to do it.”
    She began to scan the crowd for eligible
boys with a desire to save a troubled mind—Emily’s mind—if there
even was such a guy. Then again, I guess I was that sort of guy,
but only when the troubled teen was Jane.
    I watched her like a pathetic loser. There
were a million cute girls at this school, but everyone paled in
comparison to Jane. My hand began to hurt again, starting as a
tingle and slowly growing into a deep burn. I rubbed it with an
obvious grimace on my face.
    It was then that Jane took my hand and began
to massage it. I instantly forgot about the pain, now focusing on
the way it felt to have her hand touching mine.
    “ Acting up again?” She had
a concerned look on her face, and I allowed myself to pretend that
it was linked to love.
    I nodded, my heart beating so fast that
words became hard to form.
    She let go. “Do you think you’ll be okay for
wrestling this year?”
    I loved to wrestle, just about as much as I
loved Jane. I liked that it kept me in shape. I always thought that
if I looked hot enough, she would like me more, but it didn’t seem
to work that way.
    “ Yeah,” I tried to act
tough. “It’s nothing.” In truth, it began to hurt so bad that my
hand finally went numb. I quickly tried to think of an excuse to
leave, now feeling the burn creep up my arm. “I’m going to go get
another carton of milk. Need anything?”
    Jane shook her head, looking down at the
table once more. “No, I may just go to the library. I don’t think I
can handle watching my sister doing her deeds first hand.”
    I glanced back to where Jane’s sister was
still standing with the senior by the courts, just in time to see
him hand Emily something in an orange bottle and grab her ass. “I
see what you mean.” I winced as I said it, the pain now causing my
head to spin.
    We both stood, parting ways as she headed to
the library and I headed to my car.
    I needed to get out of here.

    Max:

    There she was.
    If I had a heart beat, I’m
pretty sure it would have stopped. I leaned against the wall,
watching her as she sat at the table in the courtyard. I really
didn’t know why I felt so drawn to her, but I knew it was something
I couldn’t ignore. They had warned me of the danger in the
connection between what I was and what she was, but I ignored them.
With each passing year, my link to her only grew more apparent. I
understand now why they say it’s bad to indulge in the feeling. It
consumes you, becomes the only thing you can think
of— love .
    I knew I’d broken the rules with Jane, but
something about her had been different. When I’d touched her soul,
something happened inside my own. I had to spare her despite the
shadows with which it left her.
    She laughed, wind blowing through her