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I wasn’t sure what time it was when I woke up. By the amount of sunlight shining through the window, I guess it was some time past nine. An unfamiliar weight pressed down on my legs, and it took me a moment to remember what it was.
 
Richie, with his head still balanced on my stomach, was sound asleep. I carefully placed my hand on his forehead and smiled; he wasn’t as warm as he was yesterday. I would check up on him later tonight, but I wanted to try my best to make it to rehearsal right now.
 
Deciding to check the actual time, I glanced at my phone. It was 9:45; I would definitely be able to make it. Slowly, I dislodged myself from underneath Richie and scribbled a short note telling him that I would be back later. I left quietly and stretched when the cool morning air touched my skin. I was in a rather good mood this morning.
 
Unfortunately, Life didn’t seem to like it very much whenever I was in a good mood. On the way to the warehouse, I ran into one of the last people I ever wanted to see.
 
 “Hi, Rosalina!” Patrice chirped.
 
I gritted my teeth, but it was too late to pretend I didn’t hear her. “Hey, Patrice.”
 
 “You look awfully cheerful this morning,” she said pointedly. “Did you have a good time last night? You’re just coming back from his place, right?”
 
 “I don’t know what you’re talking about. We’re just friends.” I had lost count of how many times I had to say that over the years, except, this time, I wasn’t talking about Nat.
 
 “Sure you are. Don’t worry, though. Nat and the guys were looking for you last night, so I showed them where Richie lived. You can thank me later.”
 
My blood ran cold. “You did what?”
 
 “They wanted to surprise you or something stupid like that. Don’t tell me that they didn’t make it to his house.”
 
The gears in my head were turning as Patrice continued.
 
 “I thought he wouldn’t. I know Nat’s gorgeous and everything, but he’s not that smart, is he? No wonder you dumped him for Richie. I would almost be jealous of you except that now, I can take Nat. It’s a fair trade, don’t you think?”
 
 “Just shut up, Patrice!” I finally exploded. That girl never had a filter between her brain and her mouth.
 
 “You can’t say that to me! I’m the-“
 
 “-prettiest and most popular girl in our class. I know. Tell it to your real friends, if you even have any.”
 
I rushed off and heard her call me a name I’ve been called before. If what Patrice was telling me was correct, and it most likely was, then Nat and the guys went looking for me yesterday. With Qaasim and Cooper with them, there was no possible way that they could’ve gotten lost, even with the odd layout of Richie’s home. Knowing them, there was only one real explanation as to why they didn’t come knocking on the door.
 
They had been spying on me.
 
My heart was racing when I reached the warehouse. I knew they had probably seen something I didn’t want them to see, and they probably assumed it meant something that it didn’t. My hand tightened on the doorknob and I paused. Whatever was about to happen, it wasn’t going to be pretty.
 
Taking a deep breath and preparing for the worst, I opened the door and walked in.

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