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A couple of weeks later, Bryna was packing for the trip to L.A. for the big USC game. Life had been such a blur since homecoming. Her friends acted as if her big meltdown at Posse never happened, but Andrew had been avoiding her at all costs. She missed having him around—or at least having someone around since she hadn’t heard from Hugh at all. Even though she had been swamped with cheer and the end of the semester, all she could think about was whether or not her plan with Hugh was an utter failure.
The doorbell pulled her from her thoughts. She scrubbed her hands over her eyes and jogged downstairs. She wrenched open the door.
“Hey,” she said to the deliveryman.
“Package for Bri. Is that you?”
“The one and only.”
“Sign here.”
She scrawled her name on the line and took a small b
