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    I groaned internaly feeling a sudden urge to bang my head repeatedly against my locker. Great, he was dating the girl who hated me, who I loathed for her being a freaking idiot and not knowing how much damage her mouth could cause. Awesome.
    It would be fitting that Connor would choose her as his girlfriend and definitely cemented the fact that he was an ass – or just plain stupid. My vow to avoid him seemed that much more of a necessity at that point.
    As Nicky went to A Hal for English, I went to B Hal for physics, but my efforts to get inside the classroom and get a good seat were thwarted when I saw that Alexis and Connor were blocking the doorway as they made out in the halway. Oh, the irony.
    There she was, the girl I’d once considered to be one of my best friends. The very same girl who’d stabbed me in the back repeatedly the year before – petite and curvy with long, shampoo commercial worthy blond hair, propped up on four inch heels and suction-cupped to a guy who obviously had it in for me. I realy could not get away from him – or her for that matter. As much as I’d planned to artfuly avoid her that year, it seemed I was destined to not get my way.
    I crossed my arms in front of my chest and tapped my foot, ready to say ‘excuse me’, when Connor finaly removed his lips from hers.
    “I guess I’l see you at lunch, baby,” Alexis cooed up at him, her arms stil laced around his neck. She was using her high-pitched baby talk voice that made her sound like a two-year old. I turned my head and made a face at the wal. “I’m off to trig. Yuck, I hate math, and I am so not awake yet. Is this school ever going to get a Starbucks? I can’t handle it!” I roled my eyes. She was so dramatic.
    “How about I bring you a latte tomorrow,” Connor said softly to her as he leaned down to kiss her forehead. As he puled back, she stood on her tip-toes, put her hand around his neck and pressed her mouth to his in a forceful manner. I could tel she’d surprised him a little.
    I mentaly inserted my finger into my mouth to gag. Not only did I hate PDA, but for some reason, the fact that it was Alexis and Connor made it that much worse. For as much as I thought he might be different when I’d first started paying attention to him, it seemed Connor was just like his asshole friends.
    “You’re the sweetest boyfriend ever!” she gushed before teling she’d see him at lunch. Then she turned around and stopped short when she saw me standing there. “Abby,” she said curtly. “Were you just watching us kiss?”
    Her tone was accusatory and ful of disdain, but I wasn’t about to buy into what she was trying to sel. I wouldn’t let her rattle me. I knew I should just walk away, and not acknowledge her, but of course I didn’t do that.
    “Hey Alexis,” I said, trying to be civil. I didn’t want a repeat of our altercations from the year before. I’d successfuly avoided her for almost a year. Now was not the time to rehash old fights.
    “This is my boyfriend, Connor,” she said, gesturing behind her. “Please don’t try to hook-up with him.” Her voice was acidly sweet as she said it, but I could hear the venom behind it. “He’s not available.”
    “Yeah, we’ve met,” I said, “and I have no intentions of stealing your boyfriend, Alexis.” I took a step closer to her.
    “You stole Wes,” she said. “So I wouldn’t put it past you.” She took a step closer to me.
    I roled my eyes, knowing it would annoy the shit out of her. “You never dated Wes. Just because you said he was cute didn’t mean you had dibs forever.”
    I was not about to accept her attempts at re-writing history. Wes had been my boyfriend during most of our sophomore year, and Alexis had been pissy with me the whole time I was dating him, since she’d supposedly decided she liked him the week before we started dating. It should have been my first clue that she was insane.
    “Besides, you hooked up Colin Gregory after I