Technically, they looked very different, but when Melanie had introduced Raven to Ivone they looked in each other eyes after trading cheek kisses and ...aw the exact same thing; they were both exactly Melanie’s type. Where Ivone was exactly the kind of girl you’d expect by looking at her, a bit over dramatic and a lot jealous for someone who’d insisted for an open relationship, full of sweet words said with a sickly-sugar tone that told you what she was really thinking, Raven wasn’t. She didn’t. ”“I can’t leave right now. Only four months until the end of the school year. Maybe I can stay with Dr. Frantz?”“I need to meet her mother. Can you arrange a lunch?”I did and they did. I guess ‘lunch’ at the country club lasted four hours.She returned home late. “You did not prepare me for her. After seeing her, I knew I had to go back to the gym. She is a wonderful friend or whatever.”Mother was beside herself with compliments and worries. “You liked her?”“As well as I could, considering she. " We'll see," Madeline said as she handed me a powder-blue bathrobe. "Here, slip this on. You don't want to catch cold. I think it's time for some girl talk." We tromped off to the kitchen. Over coffee, I bared what little was left of my soul."Now, what?" I asked. "Do you dump me?" No way. I think you and I can have the best of both worlds." What do you mean?'"Well, you can be my boyfriend and my girlfriend. There are advantages to each, and we'll exploit the best of both. It will take. She went back to her dorm room and changedinto a pair of light green, cotton pajamas. They weren't anywhere nearsexy, which is why she chose them. She slipped into bed and turned outthe light on her desk.And froze in panic. Dark! _Too dark_! She clicked the light back onand lay, shivering, in her bed. When she finally fell asleep, more thanan hour later, the light was still on.It stayed on during the times she awoke in fright from nightmares. Theywere all the same. All _him_ and what he.