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the dust I'd stirred.
    Underneath her bed was a wooden box. I slid under the bed, grabbed it with both hands, and yanked it toward me.
    Jackpot!
    But when I tried to lift the lid, it did not budge.
    Okay, maybe this jackpot sucked.
    I found a spot that seemed as if it were some kind of keyhole, so I jumped up and ran into Melissa's bathroom to grab a bobby pin. I figured I could try to pick the lock—it looked easy enough in the movies—but when I tried to unlock it, nothing happened.
    Frustrated, I put the pin back in its place.
    After walking back to the box, I stared at it, wondering how I could open it, but then considered the box might not be a jackpot at all. I started to realize I was being silly. I had to give Melissa some time. She would come around and answer my questions. Apparently, there was no rush; my mom wouldn't be here for another year.
    I was just getting back to my senses when the phone rang. I ran to my room to answer it since it was the closest.
    "Season?"
    My lungs seized. I knew this voice better than my own, even though I had no right to. "Yes," I responded, trying to stay calm. Why was this guy calling me? It wasn't like it was my birthday or anything. Okay, I almost totally snorted at that thought since I'd just celebrated one.
    "It's Don. I'm sorry to bother you so late, I . . . um . . ." His hesitation was unlike him. Not that I was used to talking to him, but when I did, he usually articulated himself fairly well.
    "It's no problem. I was up taking care of some stuff around the house since Melissa is out."
    "Oh, are you home alone?" He sounded concerned.
    "Yeah, but it's okay. She'll be back tomorrow. She just had a short conference to attend."
    "Are you sure? I could come over if you need me to." What? Was he for real?
    "Oh, I'm fine, really. I was just about to go to bed anyway." It would take too long for me to make myself presentable. I reeked of sweat and was covered with dust bunnies from doing chores and crawling around on the floor like an idiot. Served me right for being nosey!
    "I, er, wanted to ask you something," he continued. "All right."
    "I, umm . . . ." He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He was having difficulty with whatever he was going to ask, and that just made my heart race faster. I waited, not saying anything else, just waited eagerly while the blood raced in my veins just from the sound of his voice.
    "I was wondering if you'd like to go out with me."
    Shock took over my system. I couldn't believe my ears. Even after how he'd acted the day before, I still could not comprehend what he'd just asked me. Don, gorgeous, magnificent, Don had just asked me out. My brain did not make sense of these words as I thought them over. Then my heart pounded so loudly in my head that I was sure he could hear it on the other end of the phone. I knew I had to say something, but I was trying my best not to squeal as soon as I opened my mouth..
    "I'd—I'd love to." I was only able to whisper to him because I did not trust my voice to stay even.
    His sigh of relief thrilled me even more. He sighed! He wasn't just asking me out to be nice. He wanted to go out with me. Me!
    "Good." And I could just picture the smile on his face. "I'm leaving tomorrow and will be out of town this week. My family's going to Florida to do the beach bum thing, but I'll be back Friday. Does Friday work for you?" He wanted to see me as soon as he got back!
    "Friday's good."
    "Okay, I'll call you Friday." "Have fun at the beach." "Thanks, I'll talk to you soon."
    I hung up the phone and stared at it. I couldn't believe what just happened. I started to call Chloe, but I knew I needed to get myself together before I told her the news. She thought I would be screaming over Don just holding my hands. I had to prepare myself not to scream about him asking me out. Oh, because there'd definitely be hooting and hollering going on!
    I made my way back to Melissa's room in a blissful fog. I examined the room to make sure