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dating Evrik.”
    “I’m just making sure. Shit—bite my head off,” Vicky snapped.
    “What are you trying to ask, Vicky?” Sam said, despite herself.
    “I think he’s cute. I’m just making sure I’m not breaking any ‘stupid friend codes’ by dating him.” Vicky rolled her eyes and pushed the soggy marshmallows around in the bowl with her spoon.
    Sam couldn’t move or speak. A lump formed in her throat and her stomach twisted into a soft pretzel. She was jealous. Sam hardly knew Chase since she’d lost her memory, but she liked him a lot more than she should, considering she already had a boyfriend. Not to mention, she’d just kissed Cale. Oh, Good Lord!
    “Sam? Sam?” Vicky repeated.
    “What’s up?” Sam answered, still feeling as if she could vomit in her Cocoa Puffs.
    “Is there a problem?”
    “Um…no…w—why would there be? I’m with Evrik.” Sam swallowed the lump in her throat and tried to regain her composure, but everything inside of her wanted to scream— No, he’s mine ! Sam realized she had the internal dialogue of a two-year-old. He wasn’t hers and she had no right to be possessive. Anyway, she hardly remembered the guy.
    Just then, as though they had “thought him up,” Chase descended down the dining hall steps wearing a gray long-sleeved tee and faded dark jeans. His dirty-blond hair tousled perfectly to the side of his baby face, sweeping across his forehead, leaving just enough space to expose his bright blue eyes. He smiled, revealing his Cabbage Patch dimples. Chase resembled a football-playing Hollister model pictured on the store’s shopping bags.
    “Hey, girls,” he said, approaching the table.
    “Hi—” Vicky twirled her hair between two fingers, resting her elbow on the table, very obviously checking him out.
    He cornered the table and sat in the empty seat next to Sam, nudging her playfully with his shoulder. “How are you this morning?” He shot Sam a one-dimple smirk and reached into her bowl to steal a Cocoa Puff. 
    “I’m okay. I didn’t sleep well and—”
    Vicky interrupted, talking to Chase while batting her blue eyes. “What are your plans for tonight? Any more football parties?”
    “Uh—I’m not sure what I’m doing. I think the guys are going uptown,” he answered, clueless to her advances.
    “That sounds fun. We should go,” Vicky suggested. Her staring was making Sam feel uncomfortable, and Sam wasn’t the person Vicky was staring at.
    “Samantha, do you want to go, or would you rather just hang out here?” Chase asked.
    “She’s probably doing something with Evrik,” Vicky interjected. This time Chase appeared annoyed.
    Sam felt speechless, uncomfortable, and a little appalled by Vicky’s bluntness. “Yeah, I guess I should probably talk to Evrik.”
    “We could still go,” Vicky happily suggested to Chase.
    Sam didn’t raise her head, counting the same three soggy Cocoa Puffs over and over again.
    “Lauren, what’s Ryan doing? Are you thinking of going uptown tonight?” Chase asked.
    “I can ask him. I’m not sure if he’s doing something with his fraternity brothers,” she answered.
    “Cody and I were thinking of going out,” Ann said.
    “Good, we can go as a group, and if Sam wants to join us, she can,” Chase suggested, staring at Sam. She found it interesting when he talked directly to her he called her ‘Samantha’ and when he talked about her he called her ‘Sam.’
    Sam raised her eyes to meet Chase’s. “I’ll let you know after I speak to Evrik.”
    “Well, then it’s a date. Chase, when are we leaving?” Vicky asked with a flirtatious smile. She wiggled around in her seat.
    Not realizing what she was doing, Sam grabbed Chase’s leg under the table, causing him to jump in his seat. He shot her a what-the-hell-was-that look. Sam clenched her teeth, exposing an uncomfortable, apologetic smile and mouthed, “Sorry . ”
    “Vicky, I’m not sure what I’m doing tonight.” He looked over at