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I nodded, “Anyone else?” “Mona!” He calls, to no response. He may kill me now, but he is not getting anything out of me. Within seconds he is right behind me, his breath brushing against the back of my neck. “Is that Ryan Carson?

” I squeal – whispered to Jason without taking my eyes off of him. ‘So this is where I live. And you’ll be staying here. Your rooms in there.’ I looked into the door he pointed at. It was a nice room. There was a pink bed with a teddy bear. And pink curtians.

Basically, most of the things in the room was pink. Sometimes I think that Gok Wan is the only guy who has fashion sense.

And this could be why. But it was a great try. ‘Hey!’ He said, like he never met me a few minutes ago. Jason pulled me out of the crowd and put his arms around my neck. “You’re done, and just in time too. Delilah’s here!” She pulled me up. “Look at yourself. You’re gorgeous!” I looked in the floor-length mirror, stunned.

Was that beautiful long legged girl really me? “Not that you weren’t pretty before,” she added quickly.

“HEY!” I whined.

She shoved a single piece of white paper into my face. I grabbed it, confused. It read in block letters: IF YOU HAVE RECEIVED THIS PACKET FROM A JUDGE, YOU HAVE MADE CALL BACKS.

I gulped and tried to fight the hollow pit of dread and despair that built in my gut. I wasn’t allowed to see Ali anymore? I turned to him, but he wouldn’t meet my eyes. Do… you believe in true love at first sight?

Or maybe, do you believe in soul mates? The group was a mix of football and soccer players. I could see Shane, and Susan’s boyfriend, Luther, from where I stood.

A second later I identified Kelsey’s boyfriend, Terry, and then there was Adam. I counted seventeen boys total, including the boyfriends of each of the girls attending the slumber party. No Randy in sight, though. “Yup” he said “It’s not my fault you smell so good” He took the flower he gave me and threw it on the ground, getting a whine stain on one of the petals.

I threw the football and threw it with all my might. Alex’s POV “Dont stop.” I needed to do this. I needed to be able to have someone I love once in my life. I was going to have him even if every kiss sent my memories back to Mike. I would just concentrate on Chris.

MICH: Oooh! That’s tough! “Right,” I said. “Okay. Let’s get started.”

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