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AVERY

While the ht dances off the shiny red paint of his tricked-out sports car,my face the same shade as his car How could he? And with Charity Bidwell, of all people?

Reality hits hard that I’ht init this tiirl whose puppy was just run over, but I can’t do that—not within the driver’s seat She’d never let h I’ out loud I can’t allow a jerk like Chance Murphy to stock of Ohio State’s campus just as I’m finally accepted into the Greek life

“Well, Avery?” Sasha s to do about that?”

“Yeah, Avery Are you going to let hiet aith that shit?” Rosemary, another one ofher makeup in the rearview mirror

They want action They caossip, so I have to give people so that’ll et the fact that Chance was in Highland Cine me look like a pathetic loser in the process

Theat ht flesh on the back ofto plan e I want to hurt him the way he has hurt me My eyes snap open asChance loves is that car—that pretty, red sports car that’sall alone at the far end of the parking lot and begging for punishment

“Pop your trunk,” I order Sasha

With lightning-quick speed I fling open the car door and hop out of the car Behind le as they exit the car and h Sasha’s trunk My heart pounds in e of what I’m about to do to that car replays over and over in my brain

“What are you looking for?” Sasha quizzes as she flicks her long brown hair over her shoulder and studies my movements

My hand lands on cold hard steel and I pull it out of the trunk for a better look “This”

“What the hell is that?” Rosereen eyes dancing with excitement as her ruby-red lips twist in confusion

The laugh that escapes my mouth startles me a little, because it doesn’t even sound likethings, not feeling heartbroken, like I really feel now I’ irls will never let me live it down if I don’t take some kind of action “It’s a crowbar”