Infamous by Cecily von Ziegesar

know.” Tinsley sighed, tracing her fingers across the brass fixtures of the tub. “I mean, this is the only time I’ve ever felt this way, but I never even let Julian have any idea. I was just kind of my regular, bossy self.” She eyed Jenny again, her violet eyes beautiful and sad. “I can see why he liked you better.”
    “Maybe he just wanted to get to know you,” Jenny suggested, twirling the bangle bracelet on her wrist. “And you wouldn’t let him.”
    Tinsley nodded and picked up a bottle of L’Occitane Lavender bubble bath. She twisted off the top, took a sniff, and set it back down. “I mean, I see the way people react to you. You’re so easy to get along with.”
    “It’s not a trick.” Jenny stood up, brushing off her dark J Brand jeans with the crooked hems—she’d had to cut about a foot off the bottom and stitch them up herself. “I just like meeting people.”
    “I don’t.” Tinsley wrinkled her nose. “It upsets my balance. I hate having to constantly reconfigure everyone, who fits where and all that.”
    “Is that why you’re so cold to people when you first meet them?” Jenny asked her reflection. She wouldn’t have dared risk the question earlier, especially on the train, when Tinsley had been in her perpetually sour mood.
    Tinsley pursed her lips together. “I guess so.”
    A loud knock startled them both and Tinsley strode over and pulled open the door. “What?” she demanded of the poor girl quavering there. “There are other bathrooms, you know. This one’s full.” Tinsley slammed the door closed again before the girl could get a word out.
    “Well, if you want to get Julian back, you’re going to have to quit the ice queen business,” Jenny said abruptly. She realized it sounded a little harsh, and that Tinsley hadn’t actually asked for her advice, so she added, “In my opinion.”
    “I don’t know what you mean,” Tinsley said coldly, crossing her arms.
    Jenny chanced it, pushing on. “That,” she said, pointing in the mirror. “You just got defensive. Don’t do that. It’s okay to risk rejection. You know what my brother says? ‘A pretty girl can’t tell you no if you don’t ask her out.’ I always think of that when I worry about failing.”
    “I’m sure it’s too late now.” Tinsley suppressed a smirk. “Julian would never like me again, after what I did to you.” She sucked in her cheeks.
    Jenny turned to face her. “All I’m saying is, it’s clear that you’re really in love with Julian,” she continued, “and you need to be open with him. Don’t try to outmaneuver him into liking you again, because it won’t work. Just…you know…apologize to him for everything and tell him how you feel. If he won’t hear it, well, it’s his loss.” She stuffed her tube of lip gloss back into her purse.
    Tinsley smiled. “Thanks,” she said softly. “Maybe I will.”
    “Good.” Jenny opened the door, but Tinsley braced against it, shutting it again, to a chorus of groans on the other side.
    “One word of advice for you, then, since we’re in share mode.” Tinsley playfully wagged a finger at Jenny, but her eyes were serious. “Don’t start thinking about prom with this guy you just met. You really do need to slow down and just have fun.”
    Jenny stared at her lips in the mirror. Okay, so she kind of had been planning her first trip to Union already. “Does that mean I can’t kiss him?”
    “Since when did I become a nun?” Tinsley rolled her eyes. “Of course you can kiss him. Just don’t start, you know, picking out your ring yet.”
    “Okay, that’s fair,” Jenny agreed.
    “Break a few hearts yourself before letting yours get broken again, ‘kay?”
    Jenny took one last glance at herself in the mirror. Next to Tinsley, she looked…well, not as bad as she’d thought.
    Tinsley caught her glance in the mirror. “We’ve both got our work cut out for us.” She gave her a slight push toward the door, and Jenny opened it. A