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sex-crazed teenagers as it is. I won’t have you being one of them,” Mrs. Allen began.
    â€œOoh. Bad words!” Dakota reminded.
    â€œSorry, Dakota,” Mrs. Allen apologized.
    Reese tuned out the pair, then grabbed her backpack off the bedpost. She circled the too-pink bedroom, stuffing her must-haves into the purse. She sprayed on two mists of perfume, and tried to remember what she was forgetting. “Oh, lip gloss.” She snapped her fingers, then found the flavored one Blaze liked.
    Reese felt Mrs. Allen’s stare on her back, and wished she’d ease up. Her mom was a former literary agent who’d represented erotica writers, and had made Reese’s life torture because of it. She was scared Reese would indulge in the same thing that’d both made Mrs. Allen and her clients’ beaucoup dollars once, and made her sister Montana a teen mother: sex. Reese didn’t think it fair that she had to pay the price because of Mrs. Allen’s past-career paranoia or be hung for her older sister Montana’s mistake for getting knocked up young. No, Reese didn’t think her mother was reasonable, even if she had entertained the thought once or twice. She was a teenager; she had all kinds of thoughts that would make her parents fall out and die if they could read her mind.
    If only she knew . Reese gripped her bag, then headed toward the door.
    â€œMeet me in the study before you go,” He finally spoke. That’s what Reese had started to think of her dad as: He. A pronoun, not a father.
    Reese stood in front of the desk her father never used, shouldered her bag, and placed her hand on her hip as she watched him sit. “Yeah?” was all she said. Four tiny contemptuous letters that echoed her anger.
    â€œIf it were up to me, you wouldn’t go,” He said. “I know you’re lying.”
    But why isn’t it up to you? she almost asked, then stopped herself. She knew if anyone could stop her, He could. Reese decided to plead the fifth, and not say a word. Not until she knew what her father was up to.
    â€œThe only reason I’m not interfering ...”
    Interfering? You’re supposed to be my father, you idiot.
    â€œ... is because I want your mom to be able to run things when I’m away—”
    â€œAway?” Reese couldn’t take it anymore. He’d only been home two days, and now He was off again? He must have another woman. Another family, even. You stupid, dirty dog! “What? You don’t like us anymore? You just got here!”
    For a second He hung his head.
    Guilty, no doubt .
    â€œI know, sweetie. But the record company has an issue that I need to take care of in the Cali division ... and Montana has a medical conference there too... .”
    â€œSweetie?” Now you’re trying to patronize me. “Montana? Oh. Yeah. I see.” Guess she’s not mature enough to go to a conference by herself. She’s only in med school to learn how to save lives. How dare she travel by plane? Alone. “Sorry to disappoint you, Dad, but has it ever occurred to you to pick up the phone and call the school? Maybe, just maybe, this time I’m not lying. Maybe I’m just a teenage girl who’s going to audition for a play you won’t be able to see because you’ll be in Cali. With Montana.”
    â€œAnd I’m going to need you to look after Dakota while I’m away. Your mother needs help.”
    I’m the one who needs help . Reese gripped her bag tighter and bounced out of the co-op just as her father began to dig deeper with his questioning. Before tears tracked down her face.
    As soon as her feet connected with the pavement and moved toward the first thing rolling toward Central Park, Reese dialed Bronx Science to confirm her story would be backed up, then text-messaged Blaze, hoping he’d lift her spirits. She needed him more now than ever.

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