She looked up and smoothed back her wiry brown hair。 ?Now it?s my turn。 I?m Jackie Davis and
my job is to help youbreak away !? She punched her fist into the air and let out a little whoop like
she was at a basketball game and her team had just scored。 She waited for the members of the
group to punch the air with their fists and whoop along with her; but they just stared at her
blankly。 ?All right。 Good。 Now I want you all to pair up。 We?re going to do a little exercise I like
to call ?Go to hell; demon!? One of you is going to be the thing you just named; the thing you?re
trying to break away from。 I want the other person to stand in your face and tell that demon where
to go。 Tell it anything you want; but do it withfeeling 。 Make itreal 。 Okay; go ahead; pair up。
There?s only seven of us; so someone will have to pair with me。?
Hannah raised her hand。 ?Wait。 Are we talking totheir demon or our own demon??
?Yourdemon;? Jackie clarified。 ?This is going to help you exorcise it!?
Blair waited for Nate to walk over to her; but before he even had a chance the pale bitch in the
totally inappropriate orange satin short shorts minced up to him and took his hand。 ?Be my
partner?? Blair heard her whine。 Everyone else had already paired up; so Blair was stuck with
Jackie。
?All right; Blair!? Jackie screeched at her。 She was wearing clumpy brown mascara and her eyes
were toad brown。 ?Let?s tell that demon where to go!?
Suddenly Blair wondered if rehab was really the right place for her。 ?I have to go to the
bathroom;? she announced。 Hopefully the exercise would be over when she got back; and she
might be able to snag a seat next to Nate before they all sat down again。
Jackie eyed her suspiciously。 ?Okay; but make it quick。 And let me remind you that all the
restrooms are monitored。?
Blair rolled her eyes as she pushed open the door and walked across the hall to the ladies? room。
She washed her hands and reapplied her lip gloss; pulling open her dress and flashing the mirrors
with her bare chest; just to give whoever was watching a cheap thrill。 Then she walked back across
the hall and peeked in the door again; checking to see if they?d finished the exercise。
Nate and that Miu Miu short shorts?clad slut Georgie were standing near the door。 She had her
hands on Nate?s shoulders and their faces were only inches apart。
?I?ve been thinking of a way to thank you for the roses;? Blair thought she heard Short Shorts
whisper。 ?I want to give you a pony ride。?
She wasn?t talking to her demon; Blair realized。 She was talking toNate 。
Blair waited for Nate to express his horror and disgust at what Short Shorts was saying; but all he
did was grin at her with his tongue lolling; like he couldn?t wait to hear more。
?I?m going to cover you with?? Blair didn?t wait to hear the rest of Georgie?s sentence。 It was