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statistics. He sees my search and says, “What the hell?”
    I bury my face in my palm. “Shut up.”
    “Didn't you just have an amazing weekend with my brother?"
    “Yeah, so?”
    “You’re still obsessing over the god.”
    “No, I’m not. I’ve just developed a scholarly interest in Greek mythology.”
    “Bullshit.”
    I roll my eyes and pretend to put my phone away but, later, when he goes to refill his water bottle, I peek at it.
     
    Aphrodite represents the power of love. The kind of love from which you cannot escape.
     
    No wonder she had so many guys captivated.
     
    She rules all aspects of love, desire, beauty, and sex.
     
    And, oh my.
     
    She is considered the mistress of pleasure. She symbolizes passion, nakedness, and sex.
     
    Oh, wait. There’s more.
     
    Once Aphrodite enters into a relationship, her powers go beyond love and sex to include deep friendship and the connection of souls.
     
    Oh. My. Gosh! That's why I thought he spoke to my soul. It is just a stupid godly love trick. He can do it to anyone he smiles at!
    And now, thanks to my research, I know.
    I'm not crazy.
    Riley says, "I think I know how I want to ask Ariela to Homecoming."
    I light up. I'm so excited for him. "How?!"
    "Well, I want to do something at the football game Friday night. While I'm in my uniform and she's in her cute little cheerleading skirt. What should I do?"
    "I thought you said you knew?"
    "I know where . I just need to figure out how . Something all her friends will see. And I was thinking it'd be cool if whatever I do had, like, something she could keep. A memento.”
    "So cupcakes and balloons are out."
    "Yeah."
    "You could write it on her megaphone."
    "Would she see it?"
    "Probably not. Plus, she'd probably get in trouble. Um, what else is out there?" I think for another minute. "Oh, I know! You could change the sign the guys run through. I could even help with that."
    He shakes his head. "She'd keep ripped paper?"
    "This is hard."
    "I know. I want it to make her melt. For her to think it's super sweet."
    I raise my eyebrows at him in surprise. “Who the hell are you and what have you done with my friend?”
    "Shut up and think. What else is on the field?"
    "The scoreboard?"
    "Only has numbers."
    I get an idea. "A football! You could write it on the football and while you're warming up, call her name and toss it to her. And you could both sign it and date it afterwards. That'd be really cute. It'd be cool to have a keepsake. Speaking of that, I'd like a keepsake to remember how Dawson asked me. Can you stand in my room with your shirt off and an M painted on your chest?”
    He flicks my nose. "Hey, that was for you. I was embarrassed to be seen shirtless."
    I laugh out loud. "Now that is bullshit. You'd walk around shirtless all day if they'd let you."
    He smirks at me. "I'd be better off if they'd let me walk around with no pants. Now that is impressive.
     
    Hollywood royalty to trash.
    Math
     
    While we're supposed to be doing some math problems towards the end of class, I poke Logan, who sits in front of me.
    "Hey, I heard you’re trying out for the play. What part do you want?"
    "I'm trying out for the Bad Prince. You know, the guy that screws everything up for the trashy girl you want to play?” He looks down his nose at me, like I'm actual trash, then turns his back on me.
    I purse my lips and scratch my temple.
    I have to admit, this kind of response from a guy is sort of new to me. At my old school, well, anywhere really, boys who I didn't know seemed thrilled, almost honored when I talked to them.
    What happened to me?
    Why isn't he flirting with me? Is he like Whitney? Does he think I'm trash too?
    I look down and scrutinize myself. Run my hand down a chunk of my hair. It's still blonde and shiny. My clothes are still cute. I check my reflection in my phone. My teeth are still white. My legs still long and tan.
    How did coming to a new school cause me to go from Hollywood royalty to