#Chapter 26 – Make Me Pretty

When I get out of the shower a long, contemplative time later and get myself into some leggings and a sweatshirt in which to spend the day, Anton shifts back into his boy form and comes to stand by me as I comb my wet hair at the vanity. “So, I take it you’re going to go on your date tonight?” He raises an eyebrow at me, watching me closely in the mirror. I just scowl. He grins. And then I grin too and look away. “I mean, don’t you think I should?” I sigh, working the hairbrush all the way through to the ends of my hair. “I can get…answers and stuff.” He smirks. “And your desire to go has nothing to do with wanting to spend time with a super-hot spooky Prince of the Underworld who wants to wine and dine you?” I go still and look at his reflection in the mirror. “What, are you into him now? Jealous, Anton, that he didn’t ask you?” “I mean, I’m tied to you, Junie,” he says, leaning down to meet my eyes more directly in the mirror. “Maybe you’re the third wheel. Maybe his true