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school and she’s already got her claws in him.”
    What? Wait a minute. Did I just hear this correctly? Alex and Lydia broke up? Amy is not wasting time? Amy has her claws in him? Wait. This is not happening.
    “Jen, you’re so freakin’ drunk, you don’t know what the hell you’re talking about,” I snap at her.
    “Yeah, Amy doesn’t like Alex,” Keesha yells over the music.
    “Well, Alex likes her.” B.J. interrupts. “He’s been feelin’ her since we saw you guys at orientation. The guy’s been spittin’ game all night. She’s the reason he got rid of Lydia...but you didn’t hear that from me.”
    I think I’m going to faint. The room...no, the sky is spinning. I cannot believe it. I cannot freakin’ believe it. How can she do this to me? Amy knows how much I like Alex. When I get a hold of her, I swear I’m going to...I’m gonna...ugh. I can’t even think of something.
    Breathe, breathe, I tell myself.
    Keesha, sensing trouble, grabs my hand, and before I know it, we’re in the front yard.
    “Look, we don’t know what’s going on, so calm down.”
    My face is burning and I can feel the tears coming. I look up into the sky, willing myself not to let them fall. I take deep breaths and suck them back in. I’m not going to cry over a guy who obviously doesn’t know I exist. But I’m hurt, definitely hurt, by my so-called friend. Earlier, she was talking about toasting to me and Alex, and our crazy sex on the fifty-yard line. Now, it looks like she’s got the ball and she’s gonna do him on the fifty-yard line, and in the end zones. Ugh. It’s not like she doesn’t know how I feel about him. What kind of friend talks to a guy she knows you have feelings for? Who does that?
    I take a few minutes to make sure my eyes stay dry before I speak. “Thanks, Keesh, I’m all good. Seriously. Let’s go dance.”
    “Hey, there you are,” Steph shouts. “Meg, we need to talk. I gotta tell you something.”
    “It’s okay, Steph.” I half-smile and lie, “Jen told us already. I’m good, but how’s Lydia?”
    “Oh.” Steph sounds surprised. “Lydia is so gone. I guess you could say she’s drinking her pain away. She probably could’ve cared less anyway, you know how she is. She’ll be all hugged up with someone else by the end of the night.” We all look at each other and nod. We know Lydia.
    “She’s so freakin’ wasted right now, it’s embarrassing. Everyone else thinks she’s the life of the party. The last time I saw her, she was dancing on a table. I tried to get her to come down. She chugged some more and told me to eff off. I can’t even find her now. Oh well, I tried. She’s gonna be in trouble later.”
    “Oh shit, your parents are gonna kill her.” Keesha laughs.
    “We’re gonna go dance, wanna come?” I need to take my mind off Amy and Alex. Ugh, their names together make me want to puke, or cry .
    “Let’s do this,” Steph yelps, as we make our way back to the party. It’s about time she loosens up. It’s only taken her half the freakin’ night.
    We’re dancing, hands in the air, feeling the bass pumping from the speakers like a heartbeat. We’re just goofing around. Steph goes old school with the cabbage patch. I start doing booty bumps with Keesh. Steph puts her hands up and we both slap them.
    “Hey, I brought you guys a little sumtin’, sumtin’.” B.J.’s voice can be heard through the crowd.
    I see the shot glasses in his hand and say, “Cool,” as I take one.
    “Oh, hey.” He gestures at Steph. “You can have mine.”
    “No, thank you.” Steph shakes her head. “It’s not my thing, so knock yourself out.” She pushes the shot away from her.
    Keesha takes one for herself, we clink glasses, and toss them back.
    Wow. That is hot. Super hot. My throat is on fire. My intestines are sizzling. I should’ve asked what it was before I drank it. It sure as hell wasn’t tequila, not that tequila would’ve been much better. Remind me to never