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"YOU KNOW, THIS JODY douche has longer hair than both you and Fiona," Lip complained the next morning, and Amara quirked a brow at him. "And a motorcycle with a luggage compartment."
"Wow," Amara mused. "He's really getting under your skin. You're noticing the small things about him—it's almost like you're dating."
"Oh, shut up," Lip said, rolling his eyes.
"Test me on the theorems," Ian told them, glancing up from his textbook as Carl walked into the room.
"Um, if A equals B, then B equals A..."
"Symmetric," Ian answered immediately.
"He might as well get a windshield and call it a car."
"Lip," Amara groaned. "We don't wanna hear about your boyfriend problems."
"You're a gigantic bitch, you know that?"
"You're an asshole, you know that? Anyway, I've gotta get going," she announced, pushing herself off the barstool, and ruffling the top of Carl's head as she passed.
"Where to?"
"I need to steal some clothes from V for my date tonight."
"With James?" Lip wondered, his voice clouded in disbelief.
"Yes, with James. And if you call him weird again I'm gonna throw a brick at you, so zip it."
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"Thanks again for letting me borrow this dress," Amara told V, stepping onto the porch as the older girl followed after.
"It's no problem at all, but if it comes back smelling like alcohol, we're gonna have some problems."
Amara laughed. "It won't, I promise."
Veronica leaned against the railing. "So, you and this James guy...getting serious?"
"Well, not really. I mean, I like him, but I'm also just bored. Just a summer fling, I guess. Besides, you know how my family life is. He'd probably just scurry away out of fear."
Veronica chuckled, patting her shoulder as James's car pulled up. "Oh, he's rich? Have fun."
"Thanks," she replied, smirking at the older girl, and, stepping down the stairs as James came out of his car, opening the door for her. "So where are we going?" Amara asked once he settled himself back inside of the vehicle.
"A restaurant, nothing too fancy."
"Well, I hope you know that you're paying, because I'm broke."
James laughed a little too hard, and she watched him from the corner of her eye as he put the car in drive. She suddenly had a very odd feeling come over her, and she shifted in her seat, staring out the window. She was probably just being paranoid.
