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    The three of them exchanged glances and then shook their heads.
    “I’m a teenage runaway; it’s very tragic, really.”
    They didn’t even look at each other that time.
    “I’m on the lam after a bank heist.”
    The Trifecta crossed their arms and glared at me.
    “I can’t believe you guys believe time travel over the teenage runaway story.” Tough audience.
    “I’m not sure I believe any of the stories,” Nate said. “Why do they think you’re from the future?”
    “I don’t know.” Really I didn’t. “Ask them.”
    Paul began pacing. “It’s not possible. Time travel is not possible.”
    “Settle down, savant,” Kevin answered. “She’s not an alien, and you owe me twenty bucks.”
    Kevin and Paul argued back and forth while Nate watched me like I was a flight risk. His jaw ticked and he stared at me. His future had police interrogator written all over it. I was going to crack any minute.
    Finally, Paul addressed me. “Did you build it yourself?”
    “Build what?”
    “Your time machine.”
    “I don’t have a time machine. I have no idea how I got here.”
    Whoops.
    Instead of surrounding the computer monitor, now everyone formed a half circle around me and stared expectantly at me, waiting for more details. As disappointed as I was in myself for outing my travel, I was relieved to be able to share it.
    “I need help, you guys. I don’t understand what happened and I don’t know how to get back. And I don’t get the paradox thing either.”
    “Which one?” asked Kevin.
    I groaned. “There’s more than one?”
    Great. Time paradoxes. Or was it paradoxi?
    “Start from the beginning,” Paul offered. “And don’t leave a single thing out.”
    Nate hit his shoulder. “Dude, if you showed this much enthusiasm for a girl instead of sci-fi, you might actually get laid.”
    Brain bleach on aisle four, please . Paul and his Adam’s apple having sex just about cured me from ever wanting to do it myself.
    “You guys need to tell me about the paradox stuff.”
    “Well, you should be okay for now, as long as we keep you away from your parents,” Kevin said.
    I buried my face in my hands.
    “What’s the matter?” Paul asked.
    “Heather is my mom.”
    One of them said, “That is not a good idea.” And the other said, “Dude.”
    “A little late now.”
    Nate rolled his eyes at the other two. “Start from the beginning.”
    “Okay. I was in the girls’ bathroom.”
    “What year?” Paul asked.
    “2011. Serendipity High—same school. I was looking in the mirror when my reflection started acting of her own volition—autonomously from me. I blacked out and woke up here.”
    “Mirror?” Nate sat up straight, like he’d just been poked. “You guys need to go. I’ll walk Carrington home.”
    “What’s the matter now?” I asked.
    “What’s wrong, Nate?”
    He shook his head. “Not a thing.” He didn’t take his eyes off me. “But we need to research any paradox that might affect her future—or our future.”
    Paul asked, “Shouldn’t we figure out how she got here first?”
    “I’ll work on that.” He was shooing them out the door while they argued.
    All was not well in Nerdville, but they left me alone with him anyway.
    “Tell me what’s really going on,” he demanded.
    “What are you talking about?” I started wondering if it was such a great idea to be alone with him. Aside from the fact that he was unhinging, he was also a lot cuter than I wanted him to be.
    His eyes blazed blue-gray fire. “How did you know about the mirror?”
    “The mirror in the girls’ bathroom? I didn’t know about it, I sort of experienced it. Why are you so mad at me?” This time?
    He sat on the coffee table in front of me so that we were eye to eye. The guy was big into eye contact. And still overly intense.
    “Why are you staring at me?”
    “I’m trying to decide if you are playing games with me.”
    I sighed. Like I had time for games right now. “I don’t