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said meekly from behind.
    â€œWe know that she’s been dressing pretty strangely lately,” Devon reminded her. “We know that you saw her going into the office of the dean of girls. We know she’s got those photos and stuff on MyPlace. And I saw her in the locker room. The way she went off by herself . . . well, it was almost like she was ashamed.”
    â€œCan’t blame her for that,” Cassidy said sadly. “I agree with Emma, I feel sorry for her too.”
    â€œSo do you want her to be part of the DG?” Devon demanded.
    â€œNo, of course, not.” Cassidy started to back the car.
    â€œHow about you, Em?”
    â€œNo . . . not if what you say is true. I can still try to be her friend, though, can’t I?”
    â€œYou really want to be a friend to a girl like that?” Devon asked.
    â€œWell, I’ve been a friend to you,” Emma declared, “and you’ve made some pretty stupid mistakes, Devon. Don’t forget about that.”
    â€œI know.” Devon slumped down into the seat. “I’ve already told you guys that I’m sorry. I really am sorry, and I want to do better.”
    â€œWe know.” Cassidy reached over and patted her on the shoulder. “But we don’t need more than one project girl in the club.”
    â€œWhat?” Devon sat up straighter. “You’re calling me a project girl now?”
    Cassidy laughed. “Sorry, I couldn’t resist.”
    â€œYou have to admit that you’ve put our friendship to the test,” Emma said. “Can you blame me for thinking it’s just a little ironic that you’re being this hard on Felicia?”
    â€œJust because I care about the DG?” Devon turned around to lock eyes with Emma. “You want to see the DG turn into something that—”
    â€œStop fighting,” Cassidy insisted as she pulled up to the stop sign. “You’re going to distract my driving.”
    â€œSorry,” Emma mumbled.
    â€œYeah, me too.” Devon slumped back down into the seat. Did her friends really see her like that? Like she was a project? Something they always had to save and rescue? Maybe it was true.
    â€œNow everyone’s going to get quiet?” Cassidy asked. “This is the thanks I get for giving you guys a ride?”
    â€œSorry . . . I was just thinking,” Devon told her.
    â€œYou haven’t told us what’s up with your mom,” Cassidy said quietly.
    â€œYeah,” Emma chimed in. “Is she really getting married to what’s-his-name?”
    â€œRodney.” Devon didn’t like the sound of his name or the taste it left in her mouth. “They want to get married around Christmas.”
    â€œOh?” Cassidy glanced her way. “How do you feel about that?”
    â€œLike my mom’s lost her mind.”
    â€œWhat’s wrong with the guy?”
    â€œWhere do I begin?” Devon groaned. Did she really want to go here? And then again, why not? “For starters, he doesn’t even have a job. Plus he’s younger than my mom.”
    â€œOh no, does that mean your mom’s a cougar?”
    â€œI guess.” Devon grimaced. “And he tries to act real cool around me. Like I should think he’s all that. The truth is, I can’t stand him.”
    â€œFor any special reason?” Emma asked. “Or just in general?”
    â€œHe’s been married a couple of times already, and he’s got a little girl from his first marriage. From what I can see, he pretty much ignores her.”
    â€œWhat a lowlife.”
    â€œTell me about it.”
    â€œWhat’s your mom see in him?” Cassidy asked.
    Devon just laughed.
    â€œHe’s good-looking,” Emma told her. “At least that’s what my mom said. I guess she met him a while back.”
    â€œHe might be good-looking in our moms’ eyes,” Devon said, “but I