Page 28 of Finding My Charming

“Whatever you want. Are you sure your parents will be okay with it?”

She took a split-second to look at me as if I were a moron. “Of course. They’ll be in Mexico anyway. In the meantime, we need to find these guys and make sure they come.”

“Does it say who they are?”

She shot another look at me. “Obviously not, or we wouldn’t have to throw another party to get them here.”

“Oh.” I decided it might be best for me to sit back and let the master work.

Ari clicked and typed for a few minutes before sitting back and smiling at me.

“I’ve got the names of three.”

I shook my thoughts of another party and sat up to looked at the computer. “What? How? You just said—”

“I did a bit of cyber-stalking. I went to the profile of the person who posted the picture then went through the connections list and found the boys! I should have done it sooner.”

I looked at her with renewed admiration. “You’re an evil genius.”

“I’m well aware. Now you just need to connect with them through your Mypage and ask to meet them.”

My body froze. “Huh?” That was all I could get out.

“What did you expect to happen? The guys to just come knocking on your door? You have to meet them somehow.”

“But I can’t just find them randomly on Mypage and ask to meet them. That’s what serial killers do!”

“You’re too cute to be a serial killer. They’ll be flattered.” She winked at me then looked back at the screen. “See! Wyatt already agreed to meet you for coffee tomorrow night.”

Could eighteen-year-olds have heart attacks? “Who’s Wyatt?”

“Gray Eyes.”

“Why is he meeting me?”

“Because you asked him to.”

“How?”

She let out an exasperated sigh. “I logged into your account and asked him.”

“Ari! That’s an invasion of privacy!”

“Then change your password up sometimes. It’s been Maytwenty since you were eleven.”

I shrugged. “It’s easy to remember.”

“It’s also easy to guess. Anyway, you’re meeting Wyatt tomorrow at seven at Ben’s Beans.”

“What about the other guys?” I dreaded to know what else she’d done when I wasn’t paying attention.

“You’re waiting for responses from Beanie Man, whose name is Nix, and Tall Brunette, or Ian.”

“Great.” I rolled my eyes and fell back into her pillows.

“Don’t get sassy with me. I’ve done all the work so far. All you need to do is meet these guys, be your normal charming self, and decide if one’s your soul mate.”

“Is that all?” I pulled a pillow over my face and took deep breaths.