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was supposed to worship her. She marched over to the boys, nudged Kate out of the way, and ran her
fingers
over the Time Capsule flag she had just found.
“I couldn’t help but overhear your brilliant idea,” Hanna said loudly, “but I’m sorry to say your schlong is
going to be incomplete.” She waved her flag under Mike’s nose.
Mike’s eyes widened. He reached out for it, but Hanna yanked it away. Mike stuck out his bottom lip.
“Come on. What’ll it take for you to give that piece to me?”
Hanna had to hand it to him—most sophomore guys were so nervous in Hanna’s presence, they started
quivering and stuttering. She pressed the flag to her chest. “I’m not letting this baby out of my sight.”
“There’s gotta be something I can do for you,” Mike pleaded. “Your history homework? Hand-wash your
bras? Fondle your nipples?”
Kate let out another girlish titter, trying to bring the attention back to her, but Hanna quickly grabbed
Mike’s arm and pulled him back toward the condiments table, away from the crowd. “I can give you
something
way better than this flag,” she murmured.
“What?” Mike asked.
“Me, silly,” Hanna said flirtatiously. “Maybe you and I could go out sometime.”
“Okay,” Mike said to Hanna emphatically. “When?”
Hanna peeked over her shoulder. Kate’s mouth had dropped open. Ha, Hanna thought, feeling
triumphant.
That was easy.
“How about tomorrow?” she asked Mike.
“Hmm. My dad’s throwing his mistress a baby shower.” Mike stuffed his hands in his blazer pockets.
Hanna
flinched—Aria had told her about her dad running off with his student, but Hanna hadn’t been aware
that
they were talking about it so candidly. “I’d blow it off, but my dad would kill me.”