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class.”
    “Oh.” I scramble for my stuff and slap my purse over my shoulder.
    “We’re sorry.” Tamlin offers, taking me by the elbow and scurrying us out of there. “Listen, sweetie. I’ll come to your house after school. K?”
    “K.”
    She hugs me and we get to class.
    Seventh period math is challenging. Ethan and Storm are both in class with me. I contemplate going to the nurse, but I’ve been spending too much time in there as it is. Instead, I walk in with my head down and focus only on getting to my desk. Once there, my eyes remain on my books and I try to keep them there while Mrs. Johnson gives her lesson.
    Acquiring any type of knowledge this period is a moot point, because I’m too busy taking on the emotions of the two boys I’m trying to avoid. The two gorgeous blondes who are causing this moment of despair for me - one who is hurt and angry because I succeeded in unintentionally making him jealous, and the other who is hurt and bemused because he knows he caused this whole ordeal. Sort of. I guess I’m to blame as well, since I can’t help but wonder why Storm is hurting so bad and that’s really the reason Ethan is upset. Crawling in a hole and dying would be better right now. Yeah, I know, it’s just teenage drama, but really, up until these past couple of months, I had zero drama in my life. Being a recluse and all. So, yeah. I deserve to be a little melodramatic right now.
    I try hard not to look at Ethan, but being strong-willed is just not my strong suit. With my head down, eyelids up, eyes peering out of their corners, I see Ethan brooding. It doesn’t take an empath to know that. Even Mrs. Johnson takes a double-look at him every once in a while. Makes me wonder what she’s thinking.
    Forgetting my eye focus is supposed to remain on my desk, I inadvertently glance at Storm. A wink from him lets me know he caught me. Wishing I felt nothing when Storm stares at me, I curse myself again. If he didn’t seem to be hurting so much, I probably wouldn’t be thinking about him. Well, he is gorgeous, so I might be thinking about that. But I digress. What is he hiding behind his haughty façade? And why am I so concerned with Storm when I’m heartbroken over the boy with whom I shared my first kiss? I know. Melodramatic. But I am heartbroken. I was falling hard for Ethan…what if he never talks to me again?
    The period flies by. It’s already over, and I don’t recall Mrs. Johnson teaching us anything. Absorbed in my own thoughts, I hadn’t paid any attention to math. Certainly, I’m going to be lost tomorrow. But I can’t think about that. More important matters persist. My new love life. Or what I thought existed of it anyway.
    Tamlin pushes me into my bedroom. Playfully, of course. Like she had promised, she came ringing my doorbell mere seconds after I got home from school.
    “So tell me what happened that you were bawlin’ your eyes out?” She begins, jumping on the edge of my bed with her bum.
    Sitting my bum on my white beanbag chair across from her, I whine (I can’t help it, I get whiny when I’m depressed), “Oh, Tam. I made such a mess of things with Ethan.”
    She raises an eyebrow at me. “Does this have anything to do with that new Sutherland boy…the really hot one?”
    “Um…yeah. How’d you know that?”
    “I see the way he looks at you. He practically gawks at you.”
    “No he doesn’t.”
    “Uh, yeah, he does. Anyway, so what about Storm ruined things for you and Ethan?”
    What could I possibly say to Tamlin?  She doesn’t need to know about my new-found abilities. I’m not ready to divulge that to anyone.
    “I don’t know,” I finally say. “Storm kinda asked me to hang with him afterschool…he asked me right in front of Ethan.”
    “ Aah. But…unless you said yes to Storm, why would Ethan be mad at you? Unless…omg, did you say yes?”
    “No. No, of course not.” I lean back on my bean bag and fidget with a string that had come loose from