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Marcus dragged me into the Abercrombie store against my will.  Prep clothes???  Since when were �decent clothes� all preppy?

�Stop fighting Nick.  I�d be so much faster and easier if you�d just do what you�re supposed to do.  Then you can go back to your hotel room and sulk.�

I stared at the ground.  It was her!  Why did she run off?  Did she not recognize me?  She looked in a hurry, but she had to know it was me; otherwise, she wouldn�t have just said �check Ryan out�.  It wouldn�t have made any sense if she didn�t know I knew who Ryan was.  I hadn�t remembered his name, but� yeah, that was the guy on the cd.

�Plus, this was where all those bags Kara was carrying came from.  Maybe they can tell us something.�

My head shot up.  He wants me to find her too?

�I�m tired of you moping around all the time, so yeah.  I�m doing this for me.  So you�ll shut up.  And plus, she was kinda cool.�

It was impossible to suppress the smile that lit up my face.  Without thinking, I jumped on him, enveloping him in a hug inside the foyer of the A&F store.

�Thank you!�

�Shortie, get the hell off of me before I kick your ass!�

I jumped back before he had a chance to deck me.  Looking around, I caught the entire store staring at us.  Laughing I waved at everyone, grinning bigger when I heard Marcus groan behind me.

�Find some clothes and then we�ll ask questions.�

Turning back around, I studied him.

�Or� how �bout you pick out the clothes and I�ll ask the questions.�

He glared at me.

�I have horrible taste in clothes, you know that.  Whatever you pick, I�ll wear, promise.  And obviously you know what the hell I�m supposed to wear anyway.  Please?�

Marcus rolled his eyes before slightly nodding his head and walking off.  Grinning, I started to search for a female employee that might give into my so-called �charm�.

I caught sight of a high school-aged blonde behind the counter.  Surveying her attitude as I sauntered up to her, I figured flirting was my best bet.

When she saw me, her face lit up.

�Oh my gosh!  My little sister is sooooo in love with you!�

I groaned inside.  Okay, maybe just asking questions would be a better tactic.

�Um� yeah, so, like is there anything I can do for you?�

I scratched the back of my head, quickly surveying everything that was spread across the counter, as if some trace of Kara had been left behind.

�Actually I�m looking for a girl.�

She - her nametag read Sonia - looked at me, confused.

�I�m the only girl working a shift right now, so��

Looking back up at her, I squinted at her.  What?

�Oh� no.  I�m actually talking about someone who was just in here.  She�s about��

I leveled my hand with the middle of my bicep.

��this tall.  Really red hair.  Green eyes.  Had a long black jacket on.  Insanely beautiful.�

Sonia smiled.

�Yeah, I know her.  She was in here about forty five minutes ago.�

Reaching over towards a stack of fliers, she handed me one.  It appeared to be an announcement for Ryan�s show.

�She was picking up some clothes for him.  I think she might be his assistant or girlfriend or something.�

A shaggy brunette, who as if he were missing his skateboard, jumped over the counter and began ruffling through bags and discarded clothing next to Sonia.

�Hey Mark.  This guy is asking about the red head that��

The guy�s head shot out from under the counter, banging his forehead on his way up.  Rubbing the wound gingerly, his face lit up.

�Kara!�

Instantly my face lit up as well.  It�s amazing how she has that effect on guys.

�Yeah, her.�

�Yeah� what about her?�

Dude� you sound way too excited about her.  She�s mine!  If you even think about her in anyway, I will beat you.

�I need to find her.�

He frowned as he studied me� to see if I was competition?

�Uh, yeah.  She�s going to be at the Gypsy Tea Room for Cabrera�s show.  It�s on Fourth and Main.  You can�t miss it.  She�s acting as his assistant, I think.�

I felt my lips turn up into a grin.

�Thanks man!�

Rushing away from the counter, I found Marcus staring intently at a pair of pants.

Un uh!  No way in hell I�m wearing those!

�Dude, I know where she is.  Forget the clothes!�

Throwing what he held in his arms onto an adjacent rack, I dragged him towards the door.

�Dude, Nick... what the��
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