Ivy Wentz froze in the middle of the crowded hallway at South High; her arm blocking Teddy Duncan's way.

"Oh my God..."

"Ivy, what are you doing?" Teddy asked as kids pushed their way past them.

"Oh my God..." Ivy said again.

"Okay, Ivy... that tells me nothing!" Teddy said. "What is with you?"

Ivy's hand flew to her heart. "Over there... the most handsome boy in school!"

Teddy followed her best friend's gaze to a tall, dark skinned boy wearing a green sweater and faded blue jeans.

"Who, him?"

"Yes." Ivy sighed, almost melting at the sight. "Derek Livingston."

"What's so great about him?"

"Girl, are you blind? Look at him! He's gorgeous!"

Teddy shrugged. "I suppose."

Disgusted with her friend, Ivy put her hands on her hips. "Teddy, why are you such a drag lately?"

Teddy's jaw dropped. "I am not a drag!"

"Uh huh... Have you completely lost your mind? This is about Spencer, isn't it?"

"Of course not!" Teddy lied.

"When are you going to get over him?"

"What? I am over him!" Teddy said, feeling the color rise in her cheeks.

"So why is his picture still hanging in your locker?" Ivy pointed out.

Teddy grabbed the worn picture of her ex-boyfriend from her locker and laughed nervously. "This? Oh... well this is..."

"Pathetic." Ivy said. "Why can't you just get over him?"

"What makes you think I'm not?"

Ivy grabbed the picture from Teddy's hand. "This picture for one thing."

"I'm over him... I really am!" Teddy said.

Ivy held up the picture of Spencer. "Oh yeah? Well then you won't mind if I do this will you?"

To Teddy's horror, she ripped up the picture into tiny little pieces and let them flutter to the ground.

"What are you doing?" She asked, rushing to pick up the pieces.

"Proving a point!" Ivy said, just as the bell rang. "Bye, Teddy!"

"I am over him! I promise!" Teddy yelled. When she was sure that Ivy was out of sight, she looked at the tiny pieces in her hand. Wonder where I could find some Scotch

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