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FIVE
    forecasts and flowers
    M y mind and heart were racing. Dr. Meadows’s prediction haunted me like the other ones she had forecasted. Why did we have to go to Penny for Your Thoughts in the first place? Not only did I have to deal with Nash’s behavior and Brandon’s impending transformation but now another vague glimpse into my future? I wasn’t sure what the prediction even meant. All I knew was someone was going to be bitten—by a wolf or werewolf—and somehow my love life would be complicated. Wasn’t it complicated enough already?
    Once I’d left the basketball game, I didn’t know what to do. If I kept this a secret, I thought my mind would explode. Wasn’t I holding too many secrets already? And if I was going to tell someone, there was only one person to tell. The only person I thought might understand was Brandon—but by telling him, I’d risk him withdrawing from me because I’d be causing him more stress than he already had. As I drove home, I contemplated this new dilemma and realized I had to tell Brandon. Not only was he a great friend, but he always seemed sensible and he might be able to figure out what Dr. Meadows meant. Besides, it might be important that he know what the psychic was saying about him. I dialed him on my cell, but he didn’t pick up. When I pulled into my driveway, I texted him and waited. But still no response. Was he out in his backyard chopping wood? Or was he out grocery shopping for his grandparents and couldn’t grab his ringing phone?
    When I reached my bedroom, I heard “Fly Me to the Moon” playing. Finally!
    “I need to see you,” I blurted out.
    “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice filled with concern.
    “Yes. I just need to talk. Can I come to your house?”
    “Uh . . . sure. I was just working out back, so I’ll need to clean up.”
    “Well, that might have to wait. I saw Dr. Meadows again.”
    “Oh no,” he said. Then he didn’t speak.
    “I’m on my way,” I said, and hung up the phone.
    I found Brandon outside his guesthouse, waiting for me and holding a bouquet of pink and yellow tulips. Not only wasn’t he dirty from working, but his hair was slightly damp from showering, and he was wearing a different outfit from the one he’d worn to school.
    When he saw me, he flashed a wide smile and handed me the lovely flowers.
    “That’s so sweet of you!” I said. “I love tulips!”
    “I saw them at the market, and I thought they belonged with you,” he said, watching me breathe them in. The fragrant aroma was as invigorating as he was. “I was planning on leaving them by your locker tomorrow, but when you called, I figured I’d give them to you in person.”
    “That was so thoughtful!” I leaned my head on his chest, but when I didn’t come up for a kiss, he sensed something was wrong.
    “What’s up?” he asked.
    “I don’t want to tell you.” I gazed down at my sneakers.
    “Is everything all right?”
    “For now.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “I got another warning from Dr. Meadows,” I said, now looking up at him.
    “I thought you weren’t going to see her.”
    “I wasn’t. But Ivy and Abby got it in their heads that they wanted a fortune told—mine—and they dragged me there.”
    “Did you tell her about my condition? Did she have an antidote for me?” he asked, hopeful. I could tell that even though he didn’t trust Dr. Meadows, either, he longed for a solution to his lycan transformation.
    “I didn’t ask. I was afraid if I said anything to her, then she would somehow read my thoughts and figure out you were the werewolf. I didn’t want her to show up at your house with a TV crew.”
    He sighed, disappointed, then pushed his dark locks away from his gorgeous face.
    “I appreciate that,” he said. “What did she say?”
    “‘Beware of a bite under a full moon. It will complicate your love life,’” I recited.
    Brandon paused. At any moment he was going to confess he had dreams that