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totally innocent.� �Guys don�t want to be just friends. Haven�t you seen When Harry Met Sally?� �No.� �Well, perhaps it�s time you watched it.� �I�ll rent it tonight.� �Perfect. Then we�re done with the subject,� I ordered. �He�s supposed to be leaving soon anyway, so there�s no need to mention his name.� �Mention whose name?� she asked with a cute grin. Becky parked the truck in the student parking lot. We dashed up the front stairs through the bustling hallways and hurried to our lockers. She opened hers to find a glass vase tied with a white ribbon and filled with tiny pink roses. �Wow�Matt never gave me roses before,� she exclaimed. �Didn�t I tell you I had the best boyfriend ever?� My stomach tied itself in a bigger knot than was on her bow. �My guess is they aren�t from him,� I mumbled. �What?� �Uh�nothing. Is there a card?� �Oh�� She picked through the flowers. �Here it is. �Until we meet again�Sebastian,�� she read aloud. �Sebastian?� My best friend was as shocked as she was flattered. She stuck the card back in the vase. Suddenly Matt appeared behind us. Becky gasped and turned corpse white. �Did you miss me last night?� he asked with a churlish wink. �I did,� I said truthfully. �Thanks, Raven.� Becky tried to envelop the flowers in her unbuttoned paisley cardigan, but her sweater was too small and a few buds peeked out from her neckline. �Where did you get those?� Matt asked. �You don�t have a secret admirer, do you?� Becky froze. She never lied to Matt�or anyone, for that matter. �They are mine actually,� I fibbed for her. �She was holding them while I shut my locker.� I held out my hand. Becky opened her sweater and I took the vase. The bell rang and Mrs. Hathaway, our history teacher, opened the door for class. �I didn�t think pink was your color,� Matt said, bewildered. �Uh�It�s not. I�m regifting.� �I can�t believe you�d give away flowers from Alexander,� he charged. �They aren�t from him�� I said, trying to defend my actions. Then I realized what I�d said. Matt spotted the card poking out of the vase. He snatched it before I could stop him. �Sebastian?� he read. �Alexander�s friend? Why is he giving you flowers?� My horror story was spinning out of control. I wasn�t even sure what I was saying anymore. �Uh�we�re going to be late for class,� I said. �Yes,� Becky agreed. She took Matt�s hand and led him into class before our story got any more fictional. I handed Mrs. Hathaway the bouquet. She was quite surprised and a little skeptical of my gift but happily placed the vase on her desk. Becky and I glared at the bouquet. Even under normal circumstances I couldn�t focus too long on history. Now, with Sebastian�s roses prominently displayed in class, both Becky and I were distracted. For once, neither of us learned a thing. The sky over Dullsville was picture perfect�beautifully blue and dotted with bright, puffy clouds. It didn�t match the storm I felt brewing inside me during lunch as Matt questioned Becky and me about Sebastian on the bleachers.�I have to meet this dude,� Matt said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. �He�s either a real gentleman or a real snake. Giving flowers to another guy�s girl? If he did that to my girlfriend, I�d have to take him out.� Matt had grown up as Trevor�s shadow. Now that he�d broken away from Trevor�s clutches and started dating Becky, he showed a confidence I didn�t know existed. That said, he still was far from the type of guy to throw the first punch�or the last, for that matter. �Why don�t we talk about something else?� I suggested. I was trying to eat organic peanut butter and jelly on a million-grain roll my mother had bought at some overpriced health food store. Becky fingered her gluten- and flour-friendly roast beef sandwich. She noticed my