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three side-by-side that were empty. And these girls are so hooked on each other that it’s kind of disturbing.
    They push their way past me, and Tori, in the lead, tries shoving Harry’s legs out of the way.
    “ Move , Harry,” she says through her teeth.
    “You have to ask nicely,” Harry says casually, barely looking at her as if she isn’t even there.
    Tori forces her way through, knocking his feet from the seat and onto the floor.
    Harry laughs under his breath, but when Tori starts to sit in the empty seat directly next to him, he draws the line. “Ummm, that’s not gonna’ happen,” he says putting his hand in the seat and letting the smirk disappear from his face. “I can’t sit through this thing with you next to me flashing your man cave the whole time.” I see him visibly shudder. I, on the other hand, slide my back heavily down against my seat, trying my hardest not to burst out laughing. I’m trying to be mature about this, but it’s just so hard.
    Tori always brings this on herself. Harry may be the nicest guy I’ve ever known, but get on his bad side and he is a professional when it comes to verbal revenge. He’s like Hannibal Lecter, minus the creepy prison cell and body count.
    Harry points to one of Tori’s friends. “You sit here or none of you sit here.”
    Tori looks down at Harry with revulsion. “That’s actually a good idea.” She even helps her friend into the seat next to Harry, though the friend seems to be irritated at how she wasn’t given a choice in the matter. Tori continues to glare down at Harry. “I don’t want to sit by you,” is all she can think to say.
    I really thought being this close to graduation that this kind of stuff would weed itself out of everyday school life. I was so wrong about that one.
    Tori and the other girl take the next two seats, and just like Harry was referring to, Tori doesn’t cross her legs even though the skirt she’s wearing is so short I’m surprised she hasn’t been sent home for it. It also doesn’t help poor Harry’s sex life that in addition to her skirt, the top three buttons are open on her shirt and all she will need to do is bend over a couple inches too far and everything will fall right out.
    Harry leans toward my ear and whispers, “I wonder if she’s that crude on purpose or if she’s just always been that way and doesn’t know the difference?”
    I just shake my head, still trying to hold back the full intensity of my smile.
    The lights in the auditorium dim as the announcer comes out on stage.
    “We should’ve sat this one out like Sebastian and Zia,” he says.
    “I don’t mind it so much,” I say about the play. “Though I guess I would rather be in Boston at a concert than sitting here.”
    School will be out next week and I’m kind of going to miss it. Don’t get me wrong, I love living in the secret supernatural world that found me last September, but I actually like school because it kind of helps me stay connected to the human world I left behind.
    I didn’t really have to force Harry to come to this play with me. Daisy was the one who forced him. Ah, the benefits of being Daisy’s brother’s girlfriend. Sometimes it’s not enough just being Harry’s best friend when I want to make Harry do something he’d rather not.
    After the play is over, I catch a ride with Harry. Isaac didn’t come to school today. He’s still watching over Aramei in the mountains while his father, Trajan, attends some kind of gathering with Elders from Serbia and Bulgaria. It always makes me nervous when Isaac leaves me alone to deal with that kind of stuff. Not because I’m afraid of not having him around, but because I’m afraid of what his father is capable of doing to him. I know it shouldn’t worry me much seeing as how Isaac’s been doing this all his life, under the thumb of a dangerous father who scares the crap out of me. But it does and it always will make me nervous.
    Harry and I head straight to the