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CHAPTER 6<br />

GRIFFIN’S FLAME-BLUE EYES glare a hole in me.<br />

<strong>My</strong> knees go a little weak at being so close to him. No matter<br />

how many times I tell myself this one is a L-O-S-E-R, my heart still<br />

beats faster whenever I think of him. I can feel the adrenaline coursing<br />

through my body—prepared to flee if the embarrassment meter<br />

reaches the warning zone.<br />

“Um, I, uh . . .” Great start, Phoebe. Why don’t you just sink<br />

into a puddle at his feet? Then he can rinse off his shoes in your<br />

pathetic—<br />

I lurch as I feel a sharp pinch in my butt. Spinning around, I see<br />

Stella and her friend laughing uproariously.<br />

Grrr.<br />

“Did you want something?” Adara asks, her voice dripping with<br />

disdain. “Or did you just want to stand close enough for us to see<br />

the pathetic look in your eyes?”<br />

That does it! Suddenly, I know I am going to relish stealing Griffin<br />

away from her.<br />

“Actually,” I focus my attention and my gaze on Griffin, batting<br />

my eyelashes at him like a flirting fan-girl. I tell myself Adara isn’t<br />

even there. “I wanted to ask for your help.”

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