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had changed her mind about the game, maybe that was a clue about who she was interested in. Someone in Mark’s posse? That would make things easier.
    There was Rick Gawain. He’s tall enough, but I wondered what they would talk about. Rick doesn’t say much; he just grunts when people ask him things. But maybe he’s shy, like Branna, and needs to be with a smaller group, too. I was sure I could get Mark to nudge him into asking Branna on a date.
    Or there was Will Bishop, student body president. He’s not the athletic type at all, but he often has us laughing so hard that we’re in tears. A lot of girls were dying to go out with him, and he was happy to oblige. But he never dated a girl more than once. Maybe he was waiting for someone serious, like Branna, to steady him.
    â€œYou don’t think Mark would mind if I’m there?” asked Branna.
    â€œNo, he mostly wants to watch the game. I’m just there as eye candy,” I said.
    Branna stared at me for a long moment, and I realized what I’d said.
    â€œI didn’t mean it like that,” I said. “Mark is really great to me, Branna. I am lucky to have him.”
    â€œMaybe, but are you a match?” she asked. “Are you des-tined to be in love with each other? Are you the perfect couple, forever and ever?”
    Branna was so serious about everything. Maybe Will Bishop was the right guy for her; maybe he could get her to lighten up.
    â€œI didn’t mean anything,” I said. “Mark and I are a great match.” Although it was nice of her to worry about me like that.
    â€œSo what’s going to happen next year, when Mark goes to college?”
    â€œHe’s not planning to go away. He’ll be at the Tech,” I said. The Tech is here in Tintagel, only two miles from the high school. “So nothing has to change.”
    â€œThat’s what you want him to do? To go to the Tech and hang around here for the rest of his life?”
    â€œWhat’s wrong with that? He doesn’t have big plans with his life, that’s all.”
    Branna shook her head. “He should have big plans,” she said. “Can’t you see that?” Branna had complained more than once that she thought Mark wasn’t ambitious enough for me, but I didn’t care. I didn’t have big plans, either. I just wanted to get a regular job and have a regular life. This love philtre was probably the only magical thing I’d ever be involved in.
    â€œI get it. You don’t want a boyfriend like Mark. So tell me what you do want.” I could feel the press of the Sprite bottle against my leg as it sat on the floor of the bus.
    Name , I thought. Please give me a name . “I know you’re in love with someone, Branna. The way you reacted when Mel Melot offered you that love potion gave it away. But you’ve been acting suspiciously for months.”
    â€œSuspiciously?” said Branna, going pale.
    â€œYeah. Unhappy. Moody,” I said.
    Branna took a deep breath. “Fine. I’m in love. And what do I want? Everything,” she said wistfully. “Candles, roses, romance, and eternal love. Romeo and Juliet, Lancelot and Guinevere, Antony and Cleopatra.”
    Well, those were names, but not exactly what I’d been hoping for.
    â€œDidn’t they all die young?” I asked. I don’t have much sympathy for people who think death is romantic. Take it from me: it’s not.
    â€œThat’s not the point. Yes, they died, but everyone dies. The truest lovers live forever in stories.”
    â€œRomeo and Juliet knew each other for all of two days. Maybe they would have turned out to hate each other. He probably smelled bad and farted in bed,” I said, trying to get Branna to smile.
    She didn’t.
    â€œMy point is that when you fall in love, it’s with a real person with flaws. Not with a perfect character from a fairy tale.” I wondered why we