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It wasn't long before our date took us to a classy, expensive diner downtown. It was a quiet restaurant with a few people who wanted to enjoy and soft music from the pianist played as we ate. Between bites, Clark and I talked about a few things similar or what we like and dislike, and honestly, I enjoyed myself with him. Clark can be a tease, but he's sweet and does live up to his title as a Prince at school.

"Well, isn't this a surprise," I heard a female voice as I looked up to see Heather Seely wearing an elegant black gown that fits perfectly around her slim body made me ashamed of my wearing a loose dress? "Clark, I didn't know your here and with a date. You must be the girl he talked about. I'm Heather, his cousin."

"Yeah, I know. Nice to meet you."

"Heather, our table is over there," My body stiffened once I heard that familiar voice as it made it freeze. "Effie?"

Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap!

"You know her, Logan?"

"No, not really," I felt a pang in my heart when he said that. "But