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feel sick other than being tired, but I was also completely restless again. That hollow feeling was back and I felt so empty inside that it hurt.
    I picked up the phone for the third time, wondering how I was going to break the news to Conor, and was very thankful for the knock at the door that let me put off the phone call a few minutes longer.
    I stopped a foot from the front door wondering if I was losing my mind because I swear I could feel Russ on the other side of it, and I kid you not just knowing he was there was making me feel better. Forget my parents’ flu theory. This was a mental illness. Clearly I was crazy.
    Realizing that I was so hopelessly, psychotically addicted to Russ didn’t put me in the best mood. I contemplated going back to bed, but Russ didn’t wait for me to answer the door before he barged in.
    “What do you want?” I grumbled.
    Russ held up a DVD and a can of chicken noodle soup. “I came to nurse you back to health.” He grinned from ear to ear until he noticed what I was wearing. Then he scowled. “I can’t believe you think you’re really going to the dance tonight.”
    The overprotective bit was really getting on my nerves. “Actually, I’m not.”
    “Good.”
    “Thanks for the sympathy.”
    Russ shrugged with an arrogance that only he could pull off. “Kind of hard to be sympathetic about you not going on a date with Conor.”
    “What’s your problem?”
    “ My problem?” Russ yelled with so much force that it startled me. “What the hell is your problem? Why would you go out with Conor Fairchild?”
    “Why not?”
    Russ was having trouble putting his disgust into words, but it showed on his face easily enough. “Because! Conor is—is—he’s a geek! A sniveling little momma’s boy!”
    I couldn’t believe he’d just said that. “He’s sweet,” I said indigently. “And smart, and funny.”
    “He’s not good enough for you.”
    “Who crowned you my big brother?”
    “You can do so much better than him Dani.”
    “Can I?” I asked. “I’m sixteen years old and this was the first time I’ve ever been asked out. By anyone. Ever.”
    Russ flinched and I was mad enough that I enjoyed seeing it. “Not all of us are as good-looking and charming as you,” I said, being brutal. “Not all of us have the luxury of being so stuck up.”
    “Dani, stop.”
    “No, you stop! I don’t even know why you care!”
    “Of course I care!”
    I couldn’t help but hope that my instincts were right. Russ was sure acting like a jealous boyfriend right now. I couldn’t have imagined the signals last night.
    “If you’re so concerned about it then tell me, Russ, who exactly, if not Conor, should I be dating?”
    Russ glared at me but he kept his mouth shut.
    “That’s what I thought.” I picked up the can of soup and thrust it back at him. “Take your Campbell’s and go home.”
    I couldn’t believe it, but Russ actually started to leave.
    “Coward,” I muttered when he stalked out the door.
    Russ turned around and barged right back inside to glare at me some more. He stood there for a minute and after releasing a long breath said, “I can’t do this anymore.”
    He grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me out of the house with him. I wanted to pull away but it felt too good to be touching him so instead I let him pull me out to his car. “Where are we going?” I asked, so confused and curious that my anger was completely gone.
    Russ, however, was still pissed and didn’t say a single word as he drove me back to Brad Halloway’s house.
    I had absolutely no clue what he was up to and he didn’t explain. He simply dragged me back to the pool and shouted something in some weird foreign language as he flung his hands out.
    I watched in disbelief as the Jell-O in the pool vanished and pristine crystal blue water took its place like it’d never seen a single granule of gelatin.
    When Russ finally turned to face me he pointed at himself with a grim expression.