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“Of course not,” Chloe says, gathering the chip cru them into the wastebasket tucked under my desk

“Really?” I ask “Because it sounds like maybe—”

“Marin!” Chloe laughs a little then “Come on Hey It’s me That’s not what I think”

“But?” I prompt

“No buts!” Chloe promises “That’s awful, if he did that That’s

totally gross Was there like—” She breaks off

“Was there what?”

“Iher knees up to her chest and wrapping her arrandue? What?”

I think of his hand onsouthward It feels like soht “No,” I adue”

“Okay,” Chloe says, sounding relieved “Well, that’s so, at least”

“I guess” I blow a breath out “I’ back on the floor “Do you think I should tell so

“You just told me”

“No, like, DioGuardi or someone? I mean, I didn’t even tell my parents”

“What,” Chloe asks, “to, like, try to get him in trouble?”

“I’ up on my elbows