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tabs on her? she wondered, as she continued her way toward the exit. Mimi was worse than her stepmother. It was getting irritating. She slunk out of the back door, only to run into someone else trying to sneak outside.
    Dylan was wearing a narrow black suit, with a white shirt and a skinny black tie. He looked like a member of The Strokes. He smiled at her. “Going somewhere?”
    “It’s, uh, hot in there,” she said lamely.
    He nodded, pondering her statement. They hadn’t really spoken to each other since Friday night, in the alley between the nightclubs. She’d been meaning to seek him out, just to apologize for ignoring him yesterday. Not that she had anything to apologize for, really. After all, they’d just spent the night talking. It wasn’t like they were friends or anything. No big deal.
    Except that it was. That night, he’d told her all about his family, and how he’d hated boarding school in Connecticut . She’d told him about Houston , how she used to drive her grandfather’s Cadillac convertible to school, which everyone thought was hilarious. The thing was a boat—
    with proper fins. More important, she’d confessed how she didn’t feel like she fit in at Duchesne at all, and how she didn’t even like Mimi.
    It was liberating to have been so honest with him, although she regretted it as soon as she got home, trauma tized by the fear that somehow he would find a way to tell Mimi what she’d confided in him, even though she knew it was impossible. Mimi was in the In-Clique. Dylan hung out with the misfits and losers. Never the twain shall meet. If he even tried to approach Mimi, she would cut him dead with a look even before he got his mouth open.
    ” Wannacut?” he asked. His black hair was combed straight back, and he wiggled his dark eyebrows at her invit ingly.
    Cutting a funeral.Now that was an interesting idea. The whole school was supposed to be at the service. It was mandatory. The only class Bliss had ever cut was gym, one afternoon when she and her friends decided to go see some teen slasher flick. It had been a fun day—the movie was even worse than it sounded, and they’d gotten back to school without getting caught.
    At Duchesne, you were actually allowed to cut class twice a semester—it was part of the
    “flexible academic program.” The school understood that sometimes, the stress was just too much and students occasionally had to cut class. It was amazing how even rebellion was written into the school’s rules, everything so neatly tied into the whole rigor and logic of the place.
    But as far as she knew, no one was allowed to cut a funeral. That would be seriously transgressive . Especially because she was supposed to be one of Aggie’s BFF’s since they hung out in the same crowd.
    “Let’s go,” Dylan said, reaching out to hold her hand.
    Bliss began to follow him, when another figure stepped out of the chapel doors. “Where are you going?” Jordan Llewellyn asked her sister, her large eyes boring into Bliss’s skull.
    “Who are you?” Dylan asked.
    “Beat it, buttface ,” Bliss warned.
    “You shouldn’t go. It’s not safe,”Jordan said, looking directly at Dylan.
    “Let’s go, she’s a freak,” Bliss said, scowling at her sister, who was dressed all in white and looked like she was about to receive her first communion.
    “I’m telling!”Jordan threatened.
    “Go ahead! Tell everybody!” Bliss shot back.
    Dylan smirked, and without another word, Bliss followed him through the back door, down the stairs, toward the first level of the mansion.
    One of the school’s housekeepers looked up from inside the copy room, which faced the back staircase. ” Wha’ you kids doing here?” she asked, putting a hand on her ample hips.
    “Adriana, be cool.” Dylan smiled.
    The housekeeper shook her head, but she smiled back.
    Bliss liked that Dylan was on friendly terms with the staff. Even though he was just being polite, it was still nice. Mimi treated