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no idea. Somehow, he didn't seem surprised to see me jogging toward him. Even better, he didn't

look remotely annoyed or disturbed by my presence.

"Hey, Reed. What's up? "he asked. He casually held his books with both hands down at waist level

in front of him and looked me in the eye. "How're you doing?" he asked in a low voice.

"I'm fine," I said, catching my breath. "Well, you know, not really, but--"

"I can imagine you pretty much want to blow this joint," he said, shaking his head at my gawkers.

"Bunch of losers."

"So... you don't believe the rumor?" I asked tentatively, walking over to lean back against one of

the metal handrails leading up to the library.

Trey scoffed and joined me, leaning next to me. "Please. You didn't kill Cheyenne any more than I

did."

I winced. Little did he know, his name was on the list of potential suspects tucked into my book

bag. Not that I really believed he'd done it, but still.

"The whole Dash thing, however..." He looked at me admonishingly. "Let's just not go there."

"Fair enough," I replied, hugging myself against a sudden chill. Trey and Josh had become seriously

close friends this year, so the last subject I wanted to broach with Trey was his feelings on my

infamous slut video.

"So what's up?" he asked.

"Actually, I was just kind of wondering..."

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How the hell was I going to say this? I realized, suddenly, what a loser I was going to look like,

asking about my ex's new girlfriend. But it wasn't because I was pathetically lovesick--it was

because I suspected the girl of murder.

Trey's brow creased and he looked at me with those warm brown eyes of his. "Wondering what?"

Okay, Reed. Just ask him."What do you think of Ivy?" I blurted.

Trey stared at me for a second, then laughed, bringing the side of his fist to his mouth. He pushed

away from the railing. "Oh, come on. You're not really asking me that, are you? I would have

thought you were above that whole jealous ex-girlfriend thing."

"I'm not asking as a jealous ex-girlfriend," I told him, my face burning. "It's not like I want Josh