Hey, Earth to Trina.” Trina pulled her eyes from her untouched slice of pizza to meet Beth’s stare. “Have you heard a single word I’ve said?” She shook her head. “No, I’m sorry, guys.” She looked from Beth’s concerned face to Gwen’s and then back again. “Just have stuff on my mind, that’s all.” She’d avoided Brice like the plague after her little incident with him in the kitchen the previous evening. And succeeded, locking herself into her bedroom until it was time to meet Gwen and Beth at the Comic-Con. With any luck she’d be able to sneak in after the con without him noticing her. And if she was really lucky he’d be out for the night touring for a new chick to add to the notches on his bedpost. So why did she feel a surge of jealousy at the thought of Brice with someone else? I’ve got a little crush. I saw him naked, loved what I saw, he was actually – sort of – nice to me and a crush developed. No big deal and nothing I can’t ignore, she coached herself.
