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“Have you ever heard the expression ‘She rolled her eyes so hard she saw her own brain’?”

He slaps his hand to his chest and laughs a loud, wide-open laugh. It’s a great laugh.

“Can we at least agree that you don’t hate me?” he asks.

“I don’t hate you,” I say.

He throws an arm around me and grins. “Well, that’s a start,” he says.

CHAPTER 20

By Act Two

Sophie, “Me,” Cassidy and Martin >

Sophie:Wow, another date?

Me:It. Is. Not. A. Date

Cassidy:Lemme get this straight. The v hot rocker invited u 2 c him play his guitar & sing his songs with his band @ his v first gig in LA?

Martin:Jesus, Cassidy, would it kill you to write the words out? I just had to read that five times

Cassidy:F U

Cassidy:Anyway

Cassidy:How hot is he exactly?

Me:You don’t even like boys

Cassidy:Rockstars r not boys. They’re not even human. They’re a separate species

Martin:Truth

Me:We’re just going out to get to know each other

Cassidy:Rt. So u can have bttr chemistry when ur dirty dancing with each other

Me:BALLROOM DANCING IS NOT THE SAME AS DIRTY DANCING

Cassidy:Come on. It’s sex with clothes on

Martin:Truth

Sophie:Omg, Cassidy

Cassidy:What?

Cassidy:She’s basically the heroine in 1 of her romance books

Martin:She doesn’t read those books anymore

Cassidy:She’ll be in love by the end of act 2

Me:You understand that real life doesn’t have acts, right?

Martin:Truth