Chapter Five
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WHEN WE REACHED the bathroom, three girls walked out and it was just the two of us.
“Did you see how riled up Gary got when he thought we were lesbians?” said Krystal, laughing.
“So did Brian. He likes you, you know.”
She smiled. “Do you think so?”
“Of course.”
“Jason was staring at you. I’m sure he likes you.”
“I can’t see why. I look like I’ve been through a tornado,” I said, grimacing at my reflection. My hair was all over the place and my makeup definitely needed to be touched-up. I pulled out my brush and began using it.
“Sorry. I should have told you. It’s been like that ever since Raptor threw you over his shoulder. What was that like?”
“What was what like?”
“Having that gorgeous creature carry you into the back room. For a minute there, I thought yo
