“Kyra!,” I call out.    
“Skylar!,” she says hello. “What are you doing here?”
“Um, what are you doing here? I’m here because Emma invited me.”
“Emma invited me, too!”
“Yes, but why aren’t you at college?” UC Santa Barbara can’t be out already.
“I’m done for the semester.”
“Really?”
“Yeah,” Kyra tosses her blonde hair in the direction of a guy that passes by. The place is packed with supercool students. You would think Cal undergrads would be more crunchy because of Berkeley’s reputation, but this crowd, more hip than hippie, is a cut above.
“You remember Larissa, right?” I gesture towards my friend.
Larissa nods. “I’l...

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