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"Yeah, yeah, his house is nice and crap," Nessa said, pressing her cell phone to her ear. She plunked her suitcase on top of the bed and sat next to it, crossing her legs. Her shorts rode up slightly and she tugged at them a little, though there was no one else around to see the skin.
"Is it, honey?" Amanda responded, sounding soft yet eager to know the details. "Tell me."
Nessa glanced around with mild exasperation at the room Ty had pronounced hers, the pictures of paintings on the walls that she'd completed when she was little, the bookshelf filled with her favorite books, the pink quilt stretched across the wooden-framed bed. She told her mother of the rustic feel to the cabin, how it was all made from cut wood and glass, and how it smelled of pine and was decorated with paintings and taxidermy.
She even gave Amanda a detailed description of the view from her bedroom window, which looked down a hill over the tops of the emerald trees and stretched out toward Yellowstone Park itself
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"Did you seriously just say that? Who do you think you are?"
"Who I am? What about you, huh? Barging in here like you own the place. No one even invited you, newbie!"
"Well, no one invited you either!"
Elena snarled, her hands curling into claws. Nessa glared straight back at her but she was astonished at how good Elena was at this stuff. It almost felt real. The dancing, swaying mass had petered out; all eyes were drawn to the two girls as the music continued to beat in the background.
"Girls, girls," Sky broke in at the precise time, putting a hand to both of their shoulders. There was an air of confidence and sureness that Nessa had never seen in him before. "Look, if you just take a deep breath and chill, I'm sure we can work this out."
Nessa scowled but she took a second to scan the crowd for Will. He was surprisingly easy to spot, his curling, blond hair shining like gold against the wild lights. His eyes were darting quickly around the crowd of Takers, taking them in, analyzing