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Helen sat in a bathtub of cold water, the lights in the

bathroom switched off, and listened to the phone ring

over and over. She didn?t know what to say to anyone

and every time she thought about attacking Lucas

Delos in front of the entire school she groaned out loud

in humiliation. She would have to leave the country, or at least

Nantucket, because there was no way she could live down the fact

that she had tried to strangle the hottest boy on the island.

She groaned again and splashed her face, which was still finding

a way to blush even though she was submerged in freezing-cold

water. Now that she wasn?t being driven half crazy with rage she

could think about Lucas objectively, and she decided that Claire

hadn?t been exaggerating when she said he was the best-looking

boy she had ever seen. Helen agreed with her. She had been trying

to kill him, but she wasn?t blind. Normal boys simply weren?t put

together the way he was.

It wasn?t his height or his coloring or his muscles that made him

so beautiful, she concluded. It was the way he moved. She had only

seen him twice, but she could tell he thought less frequently about

his looks than everyone around him did. His eyes, as pretty as they

were, looked out, rather than back at himself.

She dunked her head underwater and screamed, just to get it all

out without scaring her father. When she came back up sh

e felt a

little better, but was still disappointed in herself. One of the

terrible side effects of feeling like she somehow already knew Lucas

was that she was starting to idealize him, making him more perfect

than was humanly possible. Which was uncomfortable because she

also still wanted to kill him.

She pulled the rubber plug out with her toes and watched the water


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