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but Melissa wasn’t saying much.
    When the next song started, the lights dimmed. It was the first slow dance of the night. Ethan and I sort of grabbed each other in this weird way and started slow dancing. Watching Dustin and Melissa slow dance made me wonder if we looked that stupid. Dustin’s knees were swaying back and forth like he was skiing down a mountain. Melissa had her hands behind his back, but it looked like she was trying not to touch him.
    When that song ended, another slow song started. We just kept watching the two of them, which was good. It kept us from having to look at each other. It was the first time I’d ever slow danced with a boy. I was so glad I hadn’t eaten any garlic bread.
    Then something happened. Dustin and Melissa were slow dancing, and he had his hands on her back. But while I was watching them, I noticed that slowly, ever so slowly, he was moving his hands farther and farther down. Just how far was he planning to go? And didn’t Melissa notice?
    Then all of a sudden, when his hands went too far down, she jumped back out of his arms. Everyone around them looked at them. Melissa crossed her arms and walked away. She just left Dustin standing there.
    Ethan was laughing so hard that now everyone was staring at us . “Did you see where his hands were?” he asked.
    â€œYES! I can’t believe she didn’t slap him,” I said.
    â€œI wonder if any of the other guys saw it,” he said, trying to make himself stop laughing. His eyes were watering and he needed a Kleenex.
    I felt bad for Melissa. I wondered if Reb saw it. I looked around, but I couldn’t see her in the crowd. Dustin had wandered off to stand with some other guys. He looked like he didn’t care.
    Then I had a thought—had Ethan put him up to it? Maybe he bribed him or dared him to do it. He sure thought it was funny. But would he do something that mean? Or was Dustin a complete freak on his own without any help from his friends?
    Pretty soon they announced that it was the last song, and then the lights went back up and we all left the dining hall to go wait by the vans and trucks. Ethan walked out with me. “That was a lot of fun. I guess I’ll see you at the next dance, huh?” he asked.
    Wow, that was practically like asking for a second date! “Yeah! I had a good time tonight.” Because I did. And I wanted him to know it.
    â€œYeah, me too. I’ll see ya, Kelly.” He kind of squeezed my hand before he walked away to where a bunch of guys were standing.
    So. A hand squeeze. For a split second when we were saying good-bye, I had a thought. What if he tried to kiss me? Wasn’t that what you did at moments like this?
    But he didn’t. He didn’t even come close. We’d been standing about two feet apart, and that’s a huge space. How do you ever even close up a space that big?
    I looked around at the big crowd of people wandering around. It was dark, but you could still see from the lights of the dining hall porch. I let out a sigh. My face felt hot. I was relieved. But also a little disappointed. It’s weird that I could be both at the exact same time.
    I finally saw Reb waiting by the white van we’d ridden over in. She grabbed my arm and dragged me around to the other side of the van. “Did you see it? Did you see what happened?” she asked me.
    â€œOh, you mean Dustin and Melissa?”
    â€œOf course! What else? Did you see how he grabbed her! Why didn’t we have a camera to capture the moment?” She held out her closed fist for me to pound it. “Excellent job setting her up. I can’t believe how great it worked out!”
    â€œThanks.” I’d been a good twin. But what if Ethan had done that to me when we were slow dancing? I probably would’ve reacted the same way Melissa did.
    Then Rachel found us and made us get into the van. Jennifer had finally shown up. “That was the best