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strategy. Nothing only exists in one of those buckets, so, like, if you’re talking about something political, just remember it has an economic and social impact, too.”
    See, this was why we kept Finn around, aside from being an all-around cool guy. He drew his line at doing our homework for us, but he wasn’t above moderating our group projects.
    Talia threw down her fork. “Ugh,” she said, scowling at the door. “Who invited him?” She shot me an irritated look.
    I turned to see Dante saunter into the library. He was glancing around as though this was the first time he’d seen it.
    “I swear it wasn’t me,” I told her, but she silenced me with a shake of her head.
    “Are you lost?” Talia asked, her voice dripping with artificial sweetness.
    He smirked in response but didn’t answer. “What are you guys all doing in here?” he asked.
    “Homework,” Jake replied somewhat rudely. “What does it look like?”
    I stared at him. What did all my friends have against Dante?
    “You guys do homework at lunch?”
    I tucked a lock of hair behind my ear and started twirling it. “It’s a pretty big assignment that’s due in a couple of weeks,” I explained. Even as the words came out, I wanted to take them back. I must have sounded like the biggest nerd.
    Talia smiled at him. “Unlike others in this room, we don’t like to procrastinate.”
    I glared at my best friend before I jumped up to pull Dante aside. “What are you doing here?”
    “Looking for you,” he said with a smile that made my heart race.
    “Really?” I squeaked.
    He nodded. “I didn’t see you in the cafeteria, but that fat girl you hang out with—“
    I stiffened. Ally didn’t wear a size three, but she was far from fat, and there was no need to insult her. “Ally’s not fat,” I snapped.
    He held up his hands in mock surrender. “Sorry.” He glanced over at the others. Talia was staring at us, but the guys were busy eating. “Can we talk?”
    His comment about Ally irked me, but I was kind of curious to know why he sought me out. “Just for a minute,” I said with a backward glance at Talia. “We’re really trying to get some work done on this.”
    He took my hand and leaned forward so that our foreheads were touching. “I really like you,” he whispered.
    “I know,” I said. “You told me yesterday.”
    “I can’t stop thinking about you.”
    I felt my ears get hot and was sure that my cheeks were bright pink. “Really?” I squeaked again.
    He kind of laughed. “Really.”
    “Oh.” I didn’t know what else to say.
    A sultry grin spread across his face. “So what are you doing Saturday night?”
    I bit my lip. “I have plans,” I replied, suddenly feeling guilty.
    His mouth curved downward, and I could tell he was disappointed. “Anything you can break?” he asked.
    I shook my head. “Sorry. Everyone’s coming over for our Bond marathon.”
    “‘Bond marathon’?” he repeated, raising his eyebrows.
    “Yeah, you know. As in James Bond?”
    “The spy guy?” He seemed amused.
    “Is there any other?”
    “You would seriously rather watch a bunch of old movies with those guys than go out with me?”
    “I wouldn’t say that, exactly,” I said, putting my hand on his arm. “But we’ve had this planned since school started. We do it whenever there’s a dance.”
    “I just want to be with you.”
    “But I can’t flake on them at the last second because you want me to. That isn’t right.”
    Dante looked at me curiously before he reached for my hand again. “I’m sorry,” he said. “You’re right. It was a selfish, last-minute request.” He sighed. “I really like you, Bianca, and I want to get to know you better.” He lowered his voice and stared into my eyes. “And I hope you want to get to know me.”
    He looked so dejected, and I felt my inner resolve weaken. “Well, I guess you can come over if you want,” I said without thinking.
    “Are you sure they won’t mind?” he asked