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leaving,” she reported. “But I don’t see Karina. Maybe she’s still in there.”
    Delia groaned. “Karina is nuts,” she said. “And she’s making me as crazy as she is! You can tell me. I’ve been acting insane lately myself.”
    Britty turned to face her. “Well, you have been a little stressed,” she admitted. Delia and Britty both laughed.
    â€œI’m stopping right now,” Delia promised. “All the Conklin judging will be over soon. Maybe then things will get back to normal.”
    Britty took another peek out the door. “She’s still in there. What is she doing? There is nothing in that storage room but broken furniture and cleaning stuff.”
    â€œI’m so sick of trying to figure out what Karina is doing,” Delia sighed. “And in a weird way, I’m starting to feel sorry for her. She is ruining her whole senior year—just because she feels she has to compete with me every minute. You know, competing with Karina used to be kind of fun. It pushed us both to try harder.”
    â€œSsshh!” Britty whispered. “She’s coming out!”
    Delia hurried over to Britty. They peeked out the door and watched as Karina stopped at a water fountain.
    â€œBritty!” Delia whispered. “Maybe we can help Karina. Maybe you could talk to her. You know. Explain how much Vincent and I care about each other.”
    Britty chewed her bottom lip. “I don’t know—”
    â€œYou could tell her that I’m not angry at her,” Delia continued. “That everything is cool with us—as long as she doesn’t do anything else to try and split Vincent and me up.”
    Britty shook her head. “I tried,” she said. “I stopped by her house on my way home. She didn’t want to listen. She told me to go away.”
    Delia groaned. “She is so messed up. Well … there’s nothing more I can do. If she won’t talk to you, she definitely won’t talk to me . I’ll just have to stay as far away from her as I can.”
    Delia watched Karina make her way down the hall with her head held high. Her blond hair gleamed in the overhead lights.
    Her dark pleated pants and two-piece pink sweater set were way too conservative. Delia wouldn’t be caught dead in the outfit. But she had to admit, on Karina it looked good. Better than good.
    â€œTry talking to her again,” Delia pleaded with Britty. “She might listen to you, and she’ll never listen to me. Talk to her one more time.”
    â€œI don’t want to get in the middle of this,” Britty insisted.
    â€œPlease?” Delia begged. She knew that Britty would give in.
    â€œOh, all right.” Britty sighed. “Stop looking like a sick puppy. I’ll go talk to her.”
    Delia grinned. “Thanks, Brit. I just want Karina to be okay— and leave me alone.”
    Britty forced a smile to her face and stepped out into the hall. Delia hid in the doorway and watched her friend.
    â€œHere goes nothing,” Britty murmured. She took a deep breath. Then she called out loudly, “Hey, Karina! Wait up!”

Chapter
    9

    â€œH ey, Karina! Wait up. I’ve been looking all over for you,” Britty called. “Want to hang out after school today?”
    â€œI don’t know,” Karina replied. “I have a voice lesson at five, and I’m supposed to study with Stewart before that. What did you want to do?”
    Britty bent to tie her shoelace, forcing Karina to stop walking while she waited.
    â€œGood move,” Delia whispered to herself. If they went too far down the hall, I wouldn’t be able to hear them.
    â€œI thought we could go to the mall or something,” Britty said as she fiddled with her sneaker. “Or just talk. You know, the way we used to.”
    â€œTalk?” Karina asked. “About what?”
    Britty glanced at the doorway where Delia