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other sink, next to her, and started to dig through my bag for my NARS lipgloss.
    There was no one at the school who didn’t know who I was. I’d worked hard to make it that way. At this point, half the guys were trying to get with me, and half the girls were jealous of that fact or trying just as hard to be part of my inner circle.
    I had parties all the time, and everyone knew I only invited the people I wanted to. It didn’t hurt that I had the best pool in Potomac Falls.
    Though my dad and Meredith were strictly against alcohol at the parties, we usually managed to spike the punch. Then we’d just claim it was a slumber party, and that’s why no one drove home ’til morning. Meredith would spend days planning 3 2
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    the decorations, themed music, (temporarily) virgin drinks and anything else she or I could think of. It was pretty cool of her—not that I could ever get over my issues with her enough to tell her so.
    It was even cooler that she would then spend the whole time in her room or out with my father, out of our way.
    I redirected my thoughts back to figuring why Anna simply must know whom she was standing next to. Surely she’d heard someone talk about me, or something. Maybe someone had pointed me out to her while I was too busy to notice. I pulled out the lipgloss and started applying it, still considering other probable reasons why she simply must know who I was. She was just pretending not to.
    I risked a glance at her ref lection.
    She had short, silvery-blond hair, which seemed to me like an obvious effort to look spunky and fun. She had long eyelashes, and the smooth skin I had always assured myself was just airbrushing in magazines and pictures of celebrities. Her arms were thin, just like the rest of her. She was wearing a dress that was bound to be “in” soon. She was still scrubbing her hands.
    Then she spoke, taking me off guard. It was like I’d forgotten she could see me, too.
    “Pen exploded. I didn’t kill a squid or anything.” She smiled, exposing straight, white teeth. “I’m Anna, by the way.”
    I nodded curtly and smiled back. “Hi, Anna.”
    I didn’t tell her who I was. I had to see if she already knew.
    Had to.
    “And you are…Bridget Duke?”
    My mind eased. What had I been worried about?
    “Yes, I am.” I waited a moment before deciding that, yes, I needed validation. “How did you know that?”

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    “Oh, sorry, that must seem creepy. I saw the name on the corner of the paper sticking out of your bag. I’m new here.”
    I paused as the disappointment set in.
    “Okay, then.” I turned back to my mirror and started fuss-ing over my eye makeup.
    I tried desperately to think of something cool to say while she nonchalantly applied ChapStick to her lips (which didn’t seem to need it).
    “Actually,” Anna started, still not looking at me, “I think Liam mentioned your name. Do you know Liam?”
    I mused over the simplicity of the question, and the under-statement that would be my answer.
    “Yes, I know him.”
    “Hmm. He told me to look out for you.”
    She glanced at me, smiled again and waved goodbye.
    My face was frozen in shock as I stared at the doorway until she was gone and her footsteps faded. It felt like she’d just pulled the pin out of a grenade, and I had no idea how to stop it from exploding.
    I left the bathroom—the scene of the crime—in a daze.
    I was analyzing, picking at and utterly disassembling what Anna had told me Liam had said. I’d done this many times with things he’d said to me, each time shredding his words so thoroughly that I worked myself into a fit. Sure, this was she-said he-said, but it didn’t matter. Liam said a lot of cryptic things, seemingly not on purpose.
    I’d particularly agonized over what he’d said when he broke up with me. He’d said that of course it wasn’t what he wanted, and that maybe sometime in the future…
    Oh, he’d given me plenty to mull over that night.
    So,