Clarice's kiss haunted me all night. I had the same questions orbited around my head. Did it mean she liked me? And since when?

So if she, indeed, liked me, then what? What about Karmen and Elise? Was she going to add my name to her long list of girlfriends?

The thought sent a rush of anger through me like a hot wind from the Sahara desert. She couldn't just go around kissing and dating people as she pleased. Who does she think she is?

Clarice didn't love me. She just wanted to play me like those two dummies I called my best friends. I was the smartest one who...