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Everyone stared at

Was it my turn to talk?

No I couldn’t do this I couldn’t pretend with hioodbye, and fled

Reaching the end of the hall, I turned the corner and leaned against a wall of books, feeling out of breath for no good reason

Dax was breaking my heart He was beautiful and broken, not able to see what I could see And just gli, nified by amyself, I walked downstairs, found Lulu, and dropped down next to her with a groan

She flicked her eyes up at ht you loved it upstairs with all the musty old books"

"Dax is up there"

"And this is a probleht He had a party at the frat"

She grimaced "That’s what he does, Reo"

I nodded "Yeah"

I fiddled with et a beer at Cadillac’s"

Her eyebroent sky high "On a Tuesday? It’ll be dead"

"Not the first week of school Come on I need to blow off so as there’s no tequila involved, I’over

I took a long shower, praying the hot water would work itsdownstairs, I plodded into the kitchen wearing lasses in the sink No dishes on the counter I peeked in his bedroom and the bed was still made No evidence that I had a roo the seat next to me like he had on Monday, he aiirls He sent me a polite nod, and I wanted to scream at him

He bolted from class when the professor dismissed us, and I followed him out in the hall "Dax?"

He halted and turned to face me "Hey"

His casual words didn’t fool me The barrier he carried to protect himself was already in place

"You haven’t been home much"

Concern etched his face and he came in closer "You’re not scared there alone are you?"

"No" I nibbled ?" His eyes searched

He whitened "Please don’t say that You can’t"