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on Perfect Match, and then you’ll know what you’re supposed to do,”
     Jenny said firmly, putting her hands on her tiny hips. “It can’t be a coincidence that the matches come out
today
, can it?”
    Her petite roommate’s determination forced a smile out of Callie. She scraped her wet hair back from her face. “Okay,” she
     said, shrugging. “Sure. Perfect Match will solve all my problems.”
    “It will!” Jenny cried. And her own, too. She was sure of it. Last night, when she’d gotten back from her solo walk across
     the quad to find their room empty, she’d had nothing to distract herself from obsessing at great length over Isaac’s weird
     behavior. Had she come on too strong? Did he not like her as much as she liked him? But then she’d remembered that the Perfect
     Match e-mails were coming out this morning. She’d never experienced Perfect Match before—but what wasn’t to love about the
     idea?
    Obviously, Perfect Match would pair her with Isaac, becausethey were perfect for each other. And it wasn’t that Jenny suddenly believed a computer program could see into people’s hearts
     or tell the future or anything, but she figured being
proven
perfect for someone had to be worth something. It would clear up any hesitation on Isaac’s part, wouldn’t it? It had to.
    “Maybe it really will,” Callie said, warming to the idea. Her eyes looked dreamy. “Maybe I don’t have to make a decision—maybe
     Perfect Match already knows the answer.”
    “Speaking of which…” Jenny said, waggling her eyebrows.
    They both giggled and then dove for their laptops.
    Callie pulled her MacBook onto her bed and opened it up, suddenly feeling jittery with anticipation. She scrolled through
     her e-mail until she found the one she was looking for and couldn’t help grinning as she clicked on it. Maybe Jenny was right
     to put her faith in Perfect Match. Why not?
    She blinked and read the e-mail again.
    “So much for Perfect Match being a fortune-teller,” she said, slapping her laptop closed and getting to her feet. “It thinks
Alan St. Girard
is my one true love.” Callie shook her head. She couldn’t believe she’d been paired with the biggest pothead on the Waverly
     campus. Seriously? “Did I fill the survey out while I was high?”
    Jenny sat completely still in her hard desk chair, staring at the screen of her Dell. She blinked a few times, but the e-mail
     didn’t change. Even though she knew it was silly, she couldn’t help but feel disappointed. She didn’t want Callie to see her
     expression, so she didn’t turn around. She’d just been so surethat Isaac would be her Perfect Match. They were
meant
to be together, weren’t they? She scowled at the screen of her computer, but the fact was, his name wasn’t the one in her
     inbox.
    “Let me guess,” Callie said, rolling her eyes. “You got Isaac because the two of you are destined to live happily ever after.”
    “Actually, no,” Jenny said. She turned her laptop so Callie could read the screen. Callie got up and came to peer over Jenny’s
     shoulder. Together, they both gaped at the name.
    “No way,” Callie said, leaning closer.
    “Yeah.” Jenny slumped in her seat. “Julian McCafferty.”
     
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    SageFrancis: I got Drew Gately. Um, what?
    BennyCunningham: Ew.
    SageFrancis: Why am I being punished?? Alison Quentin gets Parker DuBois. Rifat Jones gets Teague Williams. Brett Messerschmidt gets Isaac
     Dresden…
    BennyCunningham: Tinsley Carmichael got Heath Ferro.
    SageFrancis: I would happily take Heath.
    BennyCunningham: I know you would. Slut.
    SageFrancis: Whatever, like you can talk!
     
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    From:        From: [email protected]
    To:            To: [Waverly Student Body list]
    Date:         Date: Mon, February 9, 10:24 am
    Subject:    Subject: Re: Holiday Week
    Dear Owls,
    It is my pleasure to welcome you to the spring