Soul Kiss by Jacobs, Scarlett

of the kinds of commands he had to memorize and be able to perform, and I zoned out. Daniel did like me; that was clear. But did I like him? I just didn't know. I still thought he was hella cute, especially when he pushed a strand of his wavy hair back over his ear, or he smiled and this light shone out of his eyes. But I was determined not to moon over him the way Brie did for Military Boy. And if Daniel ever told me about target practice, I was so changing my seat in math class. After that day I felt like Chelsea was watching me, and just out of basic perversity I made a point of being extra nice to Daniel. I was also curious to see what would happen. I kind of liked him; he was interesting, when he didn't ramble too much about arcane crap, and he was polite and charming and his accent gave me little shivers. About a week later we were filing into math class and Daniel said, "How is your netbook working out?" "Great. Sometimes it does this weird thing where it makes the screen really small, without my ever doing anything, but I figured out how to get it back to normal." "All the software working out?" he asked, as he slid into his seat. "Yeah. My dad is still freaked out by Office 2010, though. Sometimes I hear him working in the study and it's like he's asking the computer questions or yelling at it." "Yeah, a lot of people do that." Mr. Iccanello rapped his pointer against the board. "Settle down, class. Today we're going to review for your first test, on Thursday." Every