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 Huh? Sorry.
She arched a brow, slurping up the last of her smoothie.  What are you thinking about? I know
that calculating look, and as your official wing-woman, I need in on whatever you re plotting.
I picked at the sandwich in my hand, pulling the tomatoes out and stacking them in the corner of
my tray. I couldn t tell her about Buck. But I could confess my building interest in Landon.  You know
my economics tutor?
She nodded, confused, and suddenly, forming an online-only attraction while attending a
university where there were thousands of single guys seemed like the most ridiculous thing ever in the
history of ridiculous things.
 Well, sometimes it seems like we re flirting. And once, he said Kennedy was a moron.
She arched one brow.  He knows Kennedy?
 No I mean he said,  Your ex is a moron. I don t think he actually knows him. It was more of
a& complimentary statement, to me. I took a bite of my turkey-bacon-guacamole sandwich.
 Hmm. Erin leaned both elbows onto the table between us.  Well, it s a given that he can t be
as hot as Lucas. But he s a tutor, so he must be smart God knows that s right up your alley. Is he
cute at all?
 Er, I said, still chewing.
She narrowed her eyes.  Oh my God. You ve never met him, have you?
I closed my eyes and sighed.  Not exactly.
 Not exactly?
 Okay, not at all. I have no idea what he looks like, all right? But he s intelligent and funny. And
he s been really nice, and helped me so much I m almost caught up in class, except for that project
 
 Jacqueline, you can t fall for a guy without ever seeing him! What if his looks are a deal-
breaker? He could look like  she scanned the food court and zeroed in on a creepy-looking guy in a
ratty t-shirt and sweats loping past our table   that guy.
I crossed my arms, offended on Landon s behalf.  That guy looks like a social outcast. Landon is
too smart to look like that.
She covered her eyes and shook her head.  Okay. We ll make Landon Plan B. She eyed me,
wearing her conspiracy-theory expression eyes narrowed, lips puckered.  What do you really know
about this Landon guy?
I laughed.  A lot more than I know about that Lucas guy.
 Except what he looks and tastes like. She waggled her brows.
 Ugh! Erin. You have a one-track mind.
She smiled deviously.  I prefer to think of it as target-driven.
We skipped the Starbucks part of Erin s plan, though she lamented the sacrifices she was
making on my behalf as we choked down cups of cafeteria coffee. Leaving me with strict instructions
not to text or email either of them, she gave me one swift hug before being swallowed by a group of
her sorority sisters all of whom acted as though we were distant acquaintances at best as they set
up an afternoon bake sale.
A month ago, I d been sanctioned as Kennedy s GDI girlfriend; now I was only poor Erin s non-
Greek roommate.
***
Laundry rooms were located on each floor of the dorm, but since everyone on my floor decided to run
loads at the same time, the washers were all full. Heaving the overflowing mesh bag into the
stairwell, I hopped it down the concrete steps one at a time, hoping the residents a floor down were
less moved to cleanliness, at least tonight.
Ten minutes later, I headed back upstairs with my empty bag. Stopping just inside the stairwell
when my phone buzzed, I answered a message from Maggie reminding me to email a link she needed
for a Spanish assignment we were doing together. Itching to text Lucas or email Landon, I shoved my
phone down into my front pocket. I d promised Erin I d do neither. She knew how boys minds
worked, while my years with Kennedy left me woefully unprepared for these sorts of complex
maneuvers. Frankly, the rules for hooking up didn t seem that much less tricky to me than the rules for
finding a committed relationship, but what did I know.
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