“What the hell is wrong with you?” “Nothing.” Alex shoved his way past D, unable to explain the anger that was brimming just under the surface. Alex glanced out at the girls, watching all four of them talking. He really couldn’t explain why he was feeling the way he was. But, when he walked in and saw that rather sweet kiss, his anger just flew through the roof. And he had a feeling that Resa knew it, for he was particularly dragging her off the bus and just about shoved her in the chair. And he wasn’t usually that rough with her. He sighed, running his hand over his face and then got into position, really doing everything in an automatic mood, really only giving half of himself into the dance steps. He looked over at Kris who was very intent on watching D. He took that moment an

