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the little nook, leaning against the wall to make sure I was shielded from Trevor's sight.
    Trevor gasped and jumped. "Damn it, you scared the crap out of me." He let out a sigh. "Where's Brit? I thought she came back here."
    Josh shrugged. "She's not in there." He gestured with a tilt of his head to the restroom.
    "I can see that," Trevor said.
    Josh just stood there leaning against the wall.
    "What are you doing back here?" Trevor asked, taking in the open door of the men's restroom.
    "I had to make a phone call," Josh replied. "How's that any of your business?"
    I cringed at the harsh words.
    A few seconds of tense silence, then Trevor responded. " It was you and your rude behavior that made me come check on her in the first place," Trevor said. His poor little voice was shaking.
    Josh huffed a laugh. "Are you seriously saying this to me right now?" he asked. " What rude behavior?"
    "Everyone in the group noticed what an ass you were being when she came back to the couch," Trevor said. "You're probably the reason she ran off." He paused, and when Josh didn't say anything, he continued. "Listen, you might not like Brit or the way she sings, but it's common courtesy to refrain from looking at people like you want to kill them. The rest of us happened to enjoy her song, and no one even cares what your opinion is, anyway."
    I almost laughed from nerves as I tried to stay quiet during Trevor's reprimand. I had to put my hand over my mouth to refrain from making noise. I was so touched by the way my precious friend was taking up for me.
    "I loved her song," Josh said, surprising me. "She sounded better than the original. I came back here to tell her that, but couldn't find her."
    I couldn't see anything, but there was a few long seconds of silence before I heard the sound of Trevor's footsteps retreating. Josh leaned back on the opposite wall and put his head in his hand like he wished he could erase the last few minutes of his life. He let out a frustrated breath.
    "I'm sorry. I should have never done that," he said. He was back to the same old Josh who could never imagine why he'd kiss me.
    "It's not your fault," I said. I skirted around him and started walking back down the hall without even using the restroom. "It's the song," I said casually from over my shoulder. "It just put a spell on you for a second. The lyrics work, you know. Why do you think I got so much love from the crowd?" My tone was jovial since I was doing my best to let him off the hook.
    He didn't respond, and I just continued down the hall and back into the main room. Part of me expected him to come from behind to stop me before I could make it out of the hallway—part of me wanted that to happen, but I walked away with no protest whatsoever from him. As I walked back to the couch to join our friends, I hoped it wasn't obvious to any of them that I'd just been kissed senseless and then rejected.
    "Where were you?" Trevor asked when I sat down.
    "Someone was in the restroom, so I had to use the men's," I said.
    Trevor looked confused and I could tell he was debating saying the men's room was empty. Then he thought he might be mistaken and decided not to say anything.
    "Ahh, you found her." Josh's deep voice said as he sat on the edge of the couch a few spots down. He was obviously talking to Trevor.
    "Yeah," Trevor said with a less than genuine smile.
    We stayed there for another hour or so, but everything seemed like a big blur. I heard the conversations going on around me, and even engaged in some of them, but I was so shaken up from that kiss that I couldn't think straight. I glanced at Josh a couple of times, but each time he was talking to someone else. He seemed more at ease than I'd ever seen him, and I wondered if he was just faking it. How could he be so unaffected when I was shaken to my very core? I kept replaying the kiss in my head, easily imagining the feel of his lips on mine. I caught myself thinking about how attracted I was to his boyish