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too shocked to manage by herself.
    Ethan lounged on his bed, playing Wii. He looked up when I gently pushed our guest into his room, but his smile was noncommittal. They really were only friends—at least as far as he was concerned.
    “You’ve got a visitor,” I told him and left Susan to her fate. Oh, this was going to be a priceless show. Fits of laughter rocked me as I retreated, and Susan slammed the door shut behind me.
    Back in my room, I turned up the music so the two of them could listen with me as I picked up my Spanish textbook once more. It was hard to say how long I’d been engrossed in studying, but at some point my stomach started to rebel with hunger.
    In the kitchen, along with the emergency numbers, was also the menu of Lou’s Pizza Oven and a twenty-dollar bill from Mom. Before I made the call to order, I went to ask Ethan what he wanted. Outside his room, I halted. It was quiet in there; Sue had probably gone home by now. I gave a quick knock on the door before I walked inside. “Hey, E.T., I’m going to order pizza—” My heart skipped a beat, and I stopped dead in the middle of the room.
    Sue was trapped underneath Ethan, on his bed, her leg angled, their faces inches apart. He was about to kiss her. Fricking kiss Susan Miller!
    “You’re shitting me!” Damn, it was too late to censor my words. The scene had obviously knocked all sense out of me. My throat went bone-dry, and all I could do was stare at them, open-mouthed.
    Both pale from shock, they scrambled up. Whatever had been going on in this room, I’d effectively ruined it.
    When my gaze met Susan’s and I saw the fiery reproach in her eyes, I felt a slight sting in my chest. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were still here,” I apologized in a voice that sounded strangely raspy to me. To save them and myself a last bit of dignity, I spun on the spot and strode back to the kitchen without another word.
    “Pizza sounds good,” Ethan’s voice followed me. Probably his attempt to rescue an irremediable situation.
    Gah! I rubbed my hands over my face, shaking away the vision of them lying on his bed. Now I had a pretty good idea of how embarrassing it must have been for Mom to walk in on Lauren and me a couple of months ago.
    While I dialed Lou’s number, leaning against the island, somebody stormed past the kitchen and made me look up. It was Susan dashing to the front door, Ethan close on her heels, whining, “Look, if it’s because of what—”
    “No, it’s not,” she cut him off.
    Had they started fighting in the ten seconds since I’d left them alone? I refused to walk into the hall to witness it, but I could do nothing about the fact that their conversation carried clearly back into the kitchen.
    “Mom needs the car,” Sue explained, “and I’ve got about three minutes to make it back home.”
    Ah, considering that new bit of information, she should actually be happy that I’d interrupted them. Otherwise, she might have gotten in trouble with her mother.
    When Ethan’s hesitant “oh” drifted to me, however, I felt really sorry for him.
    “Hey, it was nice. We should totally do that again,” Susan suggested, but next she got caught in a light stutter. “I mean—I—”
    Okay, that was it. Now I just had to poke my head into the hall and watch what was happening. Her back to the front door, Susan spotted me over Ethan’s shoulder, but other than a disapproving frown marring her forehead, she decided to ignore me and said to him, “Ah, heck, I guess I’ll see you.” She turned around and opened the door, but Ethan didn’t let her slip out just yet. He held her back by her wrist. Good boy. I would have done the same. Was he going to kiss her goodbye?
    No, he didn’t. Instead, he told her with a hopeful edge to his voice, “It was nice, Susan. Come over again tomorrow? Or let’s go have that soda we talked about.”
    It was a shame I couldn’t see Sue’s reaction, because she stood hidden behind the