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before cupping my cheek and pulling me toward him. It took me a moment before I started to kiss him back. The weirdness soon drifted away as my eyes closed, and I just let myself enjoy his mouth.
    I nearly pouted in disappointment when he pulled away. I had to blink to remember myself. “Bye,” I whispered.
    “Bye, Violet.”  His hand slowly slid from my face, taking the warmth with it and leaving an empty feeling. I opened the door and stepped out. I just stood there watching his car reverse out like some pathetic love struck teenager.
    I scowled at myself once his car had roared down the street and out of sight. I was acting like a dick. He was a prick; it was stupid to feel like this. Sighing, I walked in the front door. I was confronted with the sight of Ewan standing in his boxers. He scowled at me, and I tensed, steeling myself for whatever he was going to inflict on me. But he didn’t do anything. He bit into his apple, glaring at me before he headed down the hall.
    I waited until I heard his door slam shut, and then I calmly walked to my own bedroom. After quietly closing my door, I threw myself down on the bed and muffled my delighted scream in my pillow. I was awesome. Everything was falling into place. Crazy Ewan was falling into line as planned.
    And I had let go.

Chapter Six
    At school, I had been holding my breath waiting to catch sight of Damon. I didn’t know what I would do, or what I would say when I saw him. All I knew was that as I got ready that morning, I had something finally to look forward to. I felt stupid for acting like that, but I couldn’t help it.
    It was at lunch that I saw him. I was standing in the hall talking to Connie when he walked up with a group of his friends. I looked at him and waited. His eyes flicked briefly to me, and I sucked in a breath, ready to speak.
    But he just kept walking. There was no smile, no wink, no nod of the head. There was no acknowledgement whatsoever that he even knew who I was, let alone cared. I stared after him, hating the disappointment that seemed to suffocate me.
    Someone shoulder barged me and sent me spinning into a locker with a crash. I whirled around, ready to have a go at whoever it was, but I saw Leon’s blond head disappearing ahead, I stopped and just rubbed my sore shoulder.
    “You’ve turned into a pussy,” Connie told me. “You could’ve taken him.”
    “Shut up,” I muttered.
    And all week it went on like that. Sour glances from Leon, and complete silence from Damon. School sucked.
    Friday afternoon, Connie and I lay on the grass staring up at the sky. Connie was stoned and I knew that she could stare at the clouds for hours. I wasn’t, but I could stare at them anyway. I saw rabbits and pigeons, and thought that it would be more fun if I were stoned as well.
    But I didn’t because that stuff made me vomit, I couldn’t even stand the cigarette smoke that floated my way. It seemed wrong for people to smoke at a park, like they were polluting everything around them. I wondered if there were a conspiracy to pollute everyone and everything.
    When I shared my theory with Connie, she laughed. “Man, you really are fucking nuts sometimes.”
    I kept my smile frozen on my face , and my body relaxed. I didn’t want her to know that she had struck a nerve, but she changed the subject anyway.
    “How’s the plan?” she asked.
    “It was a stupid idea,” I said to the sky. It had been a week since I had slept with Damon, and I had heard nothing since. It didn’t just piss me off; it actually hurt. Not that I would ever admit that. I would keep my humiliation to myself just like everything else. I just had to hope that those things wouldn’t leak out when the unravelling continued.
    “You’re right; it was a stupid idea,” Connie said lazily. I turned onto my side to watch her, more of her toffee colored foundation had been piled onto her face but the bruising around her jawline was still evident.
    “You know what else is a