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I tried to cover rabbed at papers and books and tried to position my hands to cover the worst of it, but there was no hope

“Dance with me”

“Dance with him”

“Dance with him”

I DON’T WANT TO FRIGGING DANCE WITH ANYBODY! I WANT TO WEAR CLOTHES!

“Here,” Lucy whispered “Put this on”

Gratefully, I grabbed the clothes she shoved atwas a tiny silver tiara

And then eren’t in the Quad any

“What’s that on your head?” he asked

I reached up and tore the tiara out of round, and when it hit, it burst into a million microscopic pieces, and all of a sudden, the pieces were crawling andsmaller by the second until they were invisible to the naked eye

I could feel the in

My lungs stopped working I lost all feeling in odforsaken reason, Brooke’sout with Mr J in the corner, and Paris Hilton was standing there, watching

My body was giving out,I heard before darkness seeped over“That’s hot”

I bolted straight up and, es, I tried to assess the situation I was lying in bed, fully clothed, it was pitch-black outside, and led up in my hair as I’d slept It tookinthe “rules” and NOT calling in my encounter with Amelia Juarez that I hadn’t bothered with paja, I must have fallen asleep

I blinked several tie of Brooke’s mom and Mr J out of lad that my dreams weren’t prophetic, because ew And also, the whole naked dreaet to me And Jack in the Quad? Hopefully,with that one I was also somewhat disturbed by the fact that in the past two days, Ryan Seacrest and Paris Hilton had both made cameos in my dreams Before I’d joined the Squad, I hadn’t even knoho either of them was, and I would have preferred to wipe their existence on this planet froether

Groggily, I stumbled out of bed and across the room to my computer I hit a few keys to wake it up, and then typed inif anyone had discoveredyet

I had h My remote access to the Squad one, but the files I’d gotten fro Guys’ computers were still there, exactly where I’d left theiven the fact that it was the ht and I was still half-asleep, I deleted the files fro any evidence that they’d ever been here

I’d hacked into the Big Guys’ database to find Amelia Juarez, and instead, she’d found me I didn’t need their files I didn’t need their help All I needed was the rest of the Squad with ether, the ten of us were a match for anyone Amelia Juarez wanted competition?

We’d give her competition

I shut down my computer, careful to disconnect it fro Guys hadn’t realized I’d hacked them and hadn’t hacked into ive them the excuse or opportunity to do so from here on out