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my fingers itch to shove it back into place.
     
    Then I remembered what he had done to me. If not bitten me, at least attacked me and had to be beaten off. My anger flamed to life like a rocket. I spun to face Jill and held up a finger. “I have an emergency! I’ll be back.”
     
    The way I danced around, eager to get at this boy, Jill must have thought I had to pee. She nodded and took over the register. I ran around to an empty one, did a leap that my gym teacher would have been proud of over the cord blocking the aisle, and ran toward the back of the store.
     
    He had disappeared down the bread aisle if I wasn’t mistaken, but I didn’t want Jill to see me heading that way because it was in the opposite direction from the bathroom. Once I reached the back though, I ducked low and shuffled toward aisle six. I hadn’t learned where everything was yet, so I was crouched low with my head thrown back so I could see the signs up on the ceiling. I imagined I looked like a duck, and confirmed it when customers glanced at me and quickly aimed their carts elsewhere.
     
    At the end of the aisle, I stood up straight and flattened my back to the stack of Captain Crunch on special, and peeked out around a box. There he was as calm as you please looking at a loaf of Wonder bread. I could have laughed but didn’t. Anger surged up inside of me, and I lost it. How many times did my mother tell me I would be in trouble one day if I kept letting my anger get the best of me? I didn’t know, but this wasn’t the time to think about it.
     
    I stormed up to him and poked him in the chest. “Hey! What the hell are you doing here?”
     
    His eyes widened, and he looked at me like he’d never seen me before. “Hey, yourself.” His eyebrow went up in a way that reminded me of Ronnie. “I’m shopping. Nothing in the cabinets at home, and I was hungry.”
     
    “Just when did vampires start eating regular food!” I almost shouted and then felt stupid.
     
    He burst out laughing, and so did the skinny thing beside him. That was the first time I had noticed her. My attention had been all on him. She clung to his arm like they were girlfriend and boyfriend. She had to be like fifteen, maybe sixteen from her young looking face, but she was dressed like the skanky girls Ronnie and I used to make fun of at school, until one of them gave him some play last year. He never admitted what happened between them, and I never asked because I didn’t want to have to start with my own confessions.
     
    The girl was white like Sexy Boy, but she had flaming red hair. And when I say flaming, I mean the strands were so bright, they looked like they were on fire, and it was long too, down to her butt. She had huge boobs, a tiny waist, and long bare legs under a way too short skirt. If I even tried to leave the house like that, my mother would have jumped me.
     
    “Who is this, Lorcan?” She sneered at me, wrinkling her cute little nose and widening big green eyes. I hated her right away.
     
    Lorcan. So that was Sexy Boy’s name. Nice.
     
    “I’m not sure,” he responded. “Do I know you?”
     
    He wasn’t serious. He couldn’t be serious. I didn’t dream him up. With a face like that, and a body like his? Okay, I could have, but I didn’t. That would be too freaky, too weird to dream of a guy and then there he was looking exactly like my imaginary one. But Ronnie had seen him. He’d hit him with the bat to run him off, he’d said. Then again, that didn’t prove anything. I mean, I could be remembering the wrong face, and because this boy was hot, I attacked him . Oh crap. I’d called him a vampire too. Loud so anybody nearby could hear. I must look like a maniac, and I could lose my job.
     
    All these emotions went flying through my head at the speed of light, and they must have shown on my face because Skanky and Lorcan stared at me in shock and doubt. She clung to him like I was about to jump her skinny butt. My anger melted just