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attempt to back track.
    “It’s okay. Maybe someday we can talk about it, but not today.” I wonder if Kate would understand me. Would she see how my past plays a part in everything I do, every decision I make? She’d probably tell me it’s time to move on … and maybe it is.
    “Are you ready to go?” Kate asks, glancing around the room again.
    “Yeah, let’s get out of here.” I stand from the bed and toss my hair over my shoulders. It’s a good thing I came home between classes, because I’m already feeling a lot better after getting a couple minutes to myself and talking to Kate. Maybe she’ll become a new part to my ritual.
    As we make our way across campus, I run a few ideas for my assignment by Kate. Drake’s not helping, and I need to make sure my concepts make sense to someone.
    She nods often as I take her through my plan. “It’s actually perfect. I’ve never thought too much about why I am the way I am, and I never knew my dad so I have no idea if I’m anything like him. From what my mom says, probably not. I can tell you’ve thought about it a lot, though.”
    After shrugging my shoulders, I tuck my fingers into my front pockets. “Thanks. I guess I’m just very passionate about it.”
    When we get to our classroom, we take our seats right next to each other in the front of the room. Our professor is an older gentleman on the verge of retirement, and he isn’t always the easiest person to hear or understand.
    “Are you ladies going to the game tomorrow?” I swear to God. I thought I was done with him for the day, but as it turns out, there’s nowhere to hide from Drake Chambers. Until right now, I had no idea he was even in this class. Maybe this is the first time he’s been to biology this semester.
    “We have better things to do. Like memorizing all the past presidents in order of their presidency,” I reply, not even bothering to turn around. The cockiness that was missing earlier in the hallway is back, and I have my shield up.
    “What about you? Are you memorizing the presidents with the brown-eyed devil over here?” he asks Kate. He probably sees her as his next conquest, and I’m going to put that idea to bed right now.
    “She’s hanging out with her super nice and very sexy boyfriend,” I interject, catching Kate’s eye.
    “I think she can answer for herself.” By the sound of Drake’s voice, I know he’s closer, and as I feel his warm breath against my neck, I know he’s too damn close.
    Kate interrupts, “I don’t know why you two even bother talking to each other.”
    “If Professor McGill hadn’t assigned us to work on a group project, we wouldn’t have to,” I answer, glaring at Kate. She knows why I’m stuck with the jerk.
    Even though I can’t see Drake, I can still feel him right behind me. “Speaking of that stupid fucking project, are we still getting together tonight?”
    “I can’t. I have study group.”
    “When don’t you have study group?” Closing my eyes, I try to pretend that his proximity isn’t affecting me.
    “Tomorrow,” I reply, opening my eyes again. Not able to hide from him any longer, I turn to face him, hoping he’ll back away. That he’ll see anger written all over my face and leave me alone.
    He doesn’t.
    I notice his once blank eyes are now lit by fire. Whatever mask he had on earlier has come off, and this is what’s left. I don’t necessarily like it, but I want to make it burn hotter.
    “I have a game,” he finally replies.
    “Well, then it’s going to have to be Sunday.” I try to keep my eyes on his, but his perfect pink lips are hard to ignore. Impossible actually.
    “Have it your way, but I won’t be up until at least noon, since there’s a party tomorrow night,” he says, sounding matter of fact. Like it’s something I should already know. Those lips don’t seem quite as perfect anymore … in fact, the more he opens his mouth, the less I like them.
    “Yeah, I’d hate for you to miss the