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placed on the counter a
few seconds ago (before he made a hasty exit) and take a big gulp.
I quickly scout the room for the Stranger again. I could probably
use another one of those creamy delicious cocktail things. Maybe
this time the bartender can put an umbrella in it, and a few more
glacé cherries.
    Emma and Chloe continue to argue.
    “You know Chloe, you’re just like an energiser bunny. You
bitch and bitch and keep on bitching. I didn’t say that at all, you
just thought I did and used it as an excuse to tell Mags I was
stupid and stuck up and spoilt. Do you know how much that
hurt?”
    “Guys…” I interrupt. I feel like I’m chocking. The Stranger
has just walked into the club with his arm around Lizzy. Emma and
Chloe see the look on my face.
    I feel like I’ve aged ten years.
    “Oh sis, it’s nothing, you know the Spaniards are super
affectionate,” Emma reassures, unconvincingly. She weaves her arm
through mine.
    Chloe doesn’t say anything, but she steps closer so that our
shoulders are touching.
    My eyes don’t leave him as he and Lizzy walk over to Arianna
and their group. His arm is still around her shoulders as he kisses
people hello. Lizzy looks pleased as punch. Bitch.
    Chloe leans in to whisper,
    “He’s a player, Pen. Don’t waste your energy on
him.”
    “I know.” I reply. But I don’t know. I don’t want to
know.
    “Do you, do you really?” Chloe asks suspiciously.
    Damn it Chloe, stop mind reading me!
    She continues,
    “You’ve been hurt by players, I’ve been hurt by players. Even
perfect princess Emma has been hurt by a couple. Let’s not forget
Choda Boy.”
    I’m too upset to pay much attention to the playful tone Chloe
just used, or the look she and Emma exchanged. All I can register
are the painful wrinkles of gloom etching themselves into my facial
features, and the heaviness in my chest. My voice croaks as I
reply,
    “It’s just that I’ve never had a guy so amazing, so… you know,
pay me any attention. And I know this is how we all get sucked in
in the first place, but I can’t help it.”
    “Not your fault, with a body like that even the strongest
would fall,” Emma says.
    We turn our eyes away from the Stranger’s direction and
huddle.
    “He’s a dick,” Chloe says, “It’s always the same fucking
story. Hot guy hooks up with nice girl. He’s okay until you sleep
with them, then he stops returning your calls and messages. He
stands you up once, twice, three times. He starts acting all aloof,
eventually disappearing completely and a few weeks later poof, you
find out he was cheating all along and it was all a fucking waste
of time.”
    Chloe says it with too much conviction for it to be just a
theory she’s dreamt up. Emma is nodding her head in full agreement.
We’ve all been there, especially Emma. I notice my head is rocking
in the opposite direction.
    “But I know the Stranger isn’t seeing anyone else. Arianna
said he hasn’t been with anyone since Lizzy.”
    My voice is quiet and uncertain, and I can see it ain’t
fooling nobody. They’re both looking at me with identical
expressions of exasperation. I can’t help myself, I glance over
their heads again. The Stranger is laughing with Arianna, Antonio
and Lizzy. At least his arms aren’t draped around her
anymore.
    Emma hugs my arm tighter,
    “Sis, he’s handsome, fun and popular. But
how much do you know about him? Even Arianna thinks he’s a bit… Not
quite there. She’s known him his entire life and he’s never been a
relationship.”
    “Never?” I say, weakly.
    “Never.”
    Exhaustion suddenly hits my body. My dreams of walking hand in
hand on a sunset beach with the Stranger are sinking faster than a
dead rat in fast water. Worse, I’m pretty certain that there is no
other man in London who I want to walk hand in hand with. I want
him and nobody else. This is not a good sitch for a girl to find
herself in.
    Chloe must have picked up on my misery because her