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She walked off and I scowled at her back.

“I hate Cryptic Janie,” I said.

“Cryptic Janie is the worst,” Reen agreed. “Think about what levels you’re willing to stoop to for revenge and I’ll come up with a plan. Do we want to incorporate spoiled food, feces and/or blood?”

With that, Reen left, and I opened my locker wondering what levels Iwaswilling to stoop to.

* * *

I was sittingin the library during my free period wondering if I was someone who could actually uses feces to deal out revenge.

Because feces didn’t really cry outdignityandgrace. And also…gross.

I felt someone take the seat next to me at my table.

I could smell Fitz before I could see him. I hated I could do that now. When had smelling him become a thing with me?

“So what’s it going to be?” he asked. “The evil eye or the silent treatment.”

I turned my head in his direction and glared.

“Ah. Both. Very effective. I’m sorry for what happened, Beth. I really am. You know how much I like Star. I would never want anything bad to happen to her.”

“But something bad did happen to her,” I hissed. “Because of me.”

“You can’t blame yourself any more than you can blame me. I know Star would have told you the same thing. She’s a good person like that.”

She had and he was right. The person I was most angry at was myself and even that wasn’t fair. I didn’t step on Star’s dress. I didn’t make the ridiculous rules in this school about who should do what.

More than that, the show had been a success. Fitz and I had been funny. People laughed, damn it! Couldn’t anybody just acknowledge that and get over themselves?

Not the Snobs. Which was why it was futile to be upset about it.

“Let’s just forget it,” I said. “It’s over.”

“Friends again?”

“Whatevs,” I said. “But don’t expect me to be cheery company today. I’m still upset in general.”

“With good reason,” he allowed.

“Hey, do you know about the rumor that Wick and Gigi are dating?”

“I do.”

“And?”

“And what? Wick and Gigi are dating,” he said, as if that was the most normal thing in the world.

“Uh…does she know about the List?”

“She does,” he admitted. Then he looked around to make sure we couldn’t be overheard by anyone. “She was so outraged when she found out about it, she wanted to do something. See what she could learn about who might be behind the betting ring.”

My eyes narrowed as it finally made sense. “You sent your sister in as a spy.”

“I didn’tsendmy sister anywhere,” Fitz said. “Gi’s got a mind of her own and wanted to do this. She also knows how to protect herself if Wick gets a little too handsy. But for now, she’s got eyes and ears around Wick and every one of his acquaintances.”

“Has she learned anything?”