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All those years spent with Mom, away from here, away from Dad and Diane, getting better. Trying to be better. Making friends with Leah and learning to enjoy life again. Trying hard in school. Being who I was meant to be. Funny how it all came full circle, huh? How I was back here again, with Dad and Diane, my life minus Mom, facing down the bullies who’d made my life a miserable hell.

Yeah, funny wasn’t exactly the word I would use to describe it, but here I was.

I headed down the driveway, passing the numerous cars parked there. The driveway was full, and the nearby road was full, too. This was apparently a neighborhood where you could park wherever you damned well pleased. My arms were crossed, and as I turned onto the sidewalk, heading home, still confused about the whole jealous asshole thing, I heard someone calling my name.

“El, hold up!”

My feet slowed to a stop, and I was sluggish in turning to face the approaching boy. Alec, with his shirt on. He looked nowhere near as upset as he did mere moments ago, but still. The moment we had was over, and I just wanted to go home. To think. To…do something else. I didn’t want to deal with him, with the strange feelings inside of me.

“Where are you going?” he asked, as if it wasn’t obvious.

“I’m going home,” I said, shrugging. “It’s clear I’m not wanted at the party.”

“Ignore Christian. You know how he is.”

Yeah, that was the saying of the year, huh? I shrugged again, saying, “It’s okay. I just don’t want to step on anyone’s toes.” I wasn’t sure if I should bring up what Alec had said or not; maybe it was something he’d said in the heat of the moment because he was pissed we were interrupted while we were about to get down and dirty.

Alec let out a sigh. “At least…at least let me take you home.”

I met his eyes, their green hue reflecting the silver moonlight. He was eager to spend more time with me; truly, this boy had no idea the spite I held deep inside of me. The hatred I held for him, Xander, and Christian, although after tonight, I’d be an idiot to ignore the light, fluttery feeling that erupted inside of me when I was near him.

Fuck it all. I was starting to like him. Really, truly like him. Oh, well. My revenge would come first, and then, if he still wanted anything to do with me, we could go from there.

First thing’s first, though: my answer to his offer. I smiled at him, watching as his expression lit up as I said, “Sure.”

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