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girls at our school just think he is.
    It’s a sight.
    It’s hot.
    It’s slow-motion worthy.
    Seriously, and no one rolled out a red
carpet?
    When the doors opened, his blond hair was
the first thing to come into view—followed by his amazing arms, his
silver chain, his tight muscle shirt, and his Italian bestie of
gigantic proportions, Gino Barone.
    Like alphas they emerged. The sea of sore
losers that made up the male student body parted for them, and they
walked through in cool, smooth, unmatchable strides.
    Girls practically swooned left and right.
They gripped their hearts, or their boyfriends’ shoulders, and
cried, “Why can’t you look like that ?”
    And here’s the unbelievable part: Luke acts
like he doesn’t even notice.
    I spent the next few minutes on cloud
nine—lovestruck, my knees wobbling at the sight of him, my heart
fluttering as he stood before me. My best friend beside me rolled
her pretty blue eyes.
    Gino’s bulky arms coiled themselves around
Lilly. I could smell the leather jacket attached to his body. His
dark hair was gelled back, his cologne strong, and his sapphire
eyes shimmered. “Hey, baby,” he whispered in his hot New York
accent, and moved in for a kiss.
    “Ew!” she protested, smacking his stubble. “Shave!”
    It didn’t matter — he kissed her
anyway. And I could tell she totally liked it.
    Luke grimaced. “Get a room!”
    Lilly reached over to smack his head, but he
ducked and laughed. “Grow up, Lukasz!”
    Then she looked at Gino. “Did you think
about what I said the other night?”
    Luke cleared his throat. “What happened the
other night?”
    Lilly shot him a look like it was none of
his business, but Luke still waited for an answer.
    Gino sighed, bent down and pecked her cheek.
“See you after class.”
    “ What!” she demanded as he walked
away. “Gino Barone, are you serious?!”
    Luke looked confused, and he wasn’t the only
one, but I guess he shrugged it off. He gripped my waist and kissed
me tenderly. “Did you ask your dad if you can go?”
    I bit my lip. “Working on it.”
    Our foreheads touched. “Okay. See you in
writer’s workshop.”
    I grinned. “Can’t wait.”
    ~ ~ ~
    Apparently whatever Lilly was pissed about was this
big secret, and she didn’t intend on letting me in on it anytime
soon. It’s like she was punishing me for not staying on the phone
Saturday night.
    She stewed through our geography class. I
even went to lunch , hoping to hear about it. Anna and I
watched her pick at her sandwich, looking grossed out.
    Anna tossed some dark curly locks over her
shoulder, bit out of her granola bar, and cleared her throat. “So
are you going to to tell us, or are you going to make us
guess?”
    Lilly sighed and pushed her tray away. “You
already know I plan to move to Hawaii, but my boyfriend decided he likes to ski, he wants to be around his new best
friend and he says starting over making friends sucks, so he
wants to move by Lukasz in British Columbia.” She crossed her arms
and slouched in her chair. “And he sees nothing wrong with
this!”
    “So why don’t you just move with him?” Anna
suggested.
    I know I certainly wouldn’t mind
having her around! I mean Hawaii —she might as well move to Mars! It’s not like anyone there was waiting for her,
either.
    Lilly shot her a look. “That’s not the
point. We had plans, and he’s backing out, with no regard for our
relationship or anything! You don’t think it’s a jerky thing to
do?!”
    Anna shrugged. “What’s more important, the
beach or your relationship?”
    Lilly put her hands on her hips. “What’s
more important, his relationship, or skiing with
Lukasz?”
    Anna looked at me, clearly not intending to
press the matter.
    “I love him. I can’t believe he’s doing
this!”
    I set my hand on her shoulder. “It’ll be
okay, Lilly. He has a few months, maybe he’ll reconsider.”
    She rolled her eyes. “Doubtful.”
    We fell silent. She looked at her