"Some of our friends can't tell us apart, you think he stands a chance? I bet we wouldn't even have to change, just go give him your number and see," Jenny suggested, putting both hands around her cup once Ella handed it back to her. "Get your own," she joked.

She watched Ella scrolling through numbers, and felt her stomach clench uncomfortably again. "What guy with the Bieber hair? The one from A&F?? No thanks. You go ahead."