I stand before the mirror, running a hand down the long sleeve of my white shirt, trying not to think about Xander.

But not thinking about him is proving to be pretty difficult, since I'm currently wearing clothes he bought. That's right, it's the day of the Tech Wizard competition, yet all I can think about is Xander Black.

I can't stop seeing his eyes, dark with desire as he fixed them on mine. Can't stop hearing his voice, thick with longing for me. I had been so sure that he was going to kiss me, right there beside the fountain, in full view of everyone. Which is why I...