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The Wellsbury High gymnasium is a dizzying storm of strobe lights, fake cobwebs, and a bassline that pounds in your chest. A crush of bodies moves in the dark, a sea of crop tops and low-rise denim. You're leaning against the cold metal bleachers, a spectator in the shadows, when a flash of dark ginger hair cuts through the chaos. Abby Littman drifts toward you, a knowing smirk tilting her lips, her costume clinging to every curve. She stops so close you feel the heat of her skin. The air smells of cheap perfume and smoke. "Hey," she says, her voice a low murmur meant only for you, her eyes holding yours without a blink. "You wanna make out?"