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instant, his eyes flickered and changed from dark and intimate to dark and distant. He dropped his hand from my face and moved a step back. I felt his withdrawal like an icy wind.
    â€œIt was nice to see you, Zoey. And thanks again for allowing me to look at your Mark.” His smile was polite and proper. He gave me a little nod that was almost a formal bow, and then he walked away.
    I didn’t know whether I should scream in frustration, cry in embarrassment, or growl and be pissed. Frowning and muttering to myself, I ignored the fact that my hands were shaking and marched back to the dorm. This was definitely an I-need-my-best-friend emergency.

CHAPTER SIX
    Still mumbling to myself about men and mixed messages, I entered the front room of the dorm and wasn’t surprised to see Stevie Rae and the Twins clustered together watching one of the TVs. Clearly, they’d been waiting for me. I felt an incredible wash of relief. I didn’t want the whole world (translation—the Twins and/or Damien) to know what had just happened, but I was going to tell Stevie Rae every single, tiny, juicy detail about Loren—and let her help me figure out what the hell all of it meant.
    â€œUh, Stevie Rae, I’m clueless about our, uh, Soc paper that’s due Monday. Maybe you could help me with it. I mean, it won’t take too long and—” I started, but Stevie Rae interrupted me without taking her eyes from the TV.
    â€œWait, Z, come here. You gotta see this.” She motioned me over to the TV. The Twins’ eyes were glued to the screen, too.
    I frowned when I noticed how tense they all looked, causing the subject of Loren to (temporarily) slide from my mind. “What’s going on?” They were watching a rebroadcast of the local Fox 23 evening news. Chera Kimiko, the anchor, was talking and some familiar pictures of Woodward Park were flashing on the screen. “It’s hard to believe that Chera isn’t a vamp. She is abnormally gorgeous,” I said automatically.
    â€œShush and listen to what she’s saying,” Stevie Rae said.
    Continuing to be surprised by how weird they were acting, I shushed and listened.
    â€œ
So, to repeat our lead story tonight
—
the search continues for Union High School teenager Chris Ford. The seventeen-year-old disappeared yesterday after football practice
.” The picture on the screen was a shot of Chris in his football uniform. I let out a little yelp as the name and face registered.
    â€œHey—I know him!”
    â€œThat’s why I called you over here,” Stevie Rae said.
    â€œ
Search parties are combing the area around Utica Square and Woodward Park, which is where he was last seen
.”
    â€œThat’s really close to here,” I said.
    â€œShush!” Shaunee said.
    â€œWe know!” Erin said.
    â€œ
So far there are no leads as to why he was in the Woodward Park area. Chris’s mother said she didn’t even know her son knew the way to Woodward Park, she’s never known him to go there before. Mrs. Ford also said that she expected him home right after football practice. He has now been missing for more than twenty-four hours. If anyone has any information that might help the police locate Chris, please call Crime Stoppers. You may remain anonymous
.”
    Chera went on to another story and everyone unfroze.
    â€œSo, you know him?” Shaunee asked.
    â€œYeah, but not real well. I mean, he’s one of Union’s star running backs and when I was kinda sorta dating Heath—you guys know he’s Broken Arrow’s quarterback?”
    They nodded impatiently.
    â€œWell, he used to drag me to parties with him, and all the football jocks knew each other, so Chris and his cousin Jon were at a bunch of them. Rumor has it they’ve graduated from getting trashed on cheap beer to getting trashed on cheap beer while they pass around nasty joints.” I looked at Shaunee, who