Vanessa felt a little ridiculous hanging out with the desperate girls in the packed, overheated Constance Billard computer lab, all checking their e-mail for the hundredth time to see who?d sent them a pathetic e-card for Valentine?s Day or posted a message on their Secret Admirer page, the alarmingly uncreative new tradition the school had started last Valentine?s Day. But Dan usually logged on at least once a day, and since he?d been so busy this weekend meeting Rusty Klein at the Better Than Naked show and hadn?t had a chance to call her back all weekend, she figured he might try to e-mail her today, especially since it was Valentine?s Day? not that either of them really bought into that commercial holiday bullshit. Of course not. ?Hey,? she heard someone say. It was Dan?s little sister, checking out her Secret Admirer page at the next terminal.  ?Hey Jennifer.? Jenny rolled herself backwards on her black swivel chair and then pulled herself forward again. Her curly brown hair was blow-dried straight and she looked older and more sophisticated than usual. ?So you and Dan must have had fun at that fashion show. He didn?t get home until like, Saturday afternoon. My dad was grumbling about how spoiled and irresponsible we both are, but then he completely forgot to yell at Dan. As usual.? Vanessa smoothed her hand over her practically shaved head. ?Actually, I didn?t go to the same show he went to. I got invited to another one.? Jenny looked confused. ?Oh.? In the back of her mind Vanessa sensed that something was wrong. What had Dan been doing out all that time anyway? But then again, everything had gotten screwed up in the snow. Maybe he?d spent the night at Zeke?s house or something. Zeke lived downtown. She logged on as hairlesscat, passwordmeow , and clicked on her inbox. Sure enough, there was a message from Dan, and?big surprise?it was a poem. Vanessa read the poem eagerly, grimacing when she recognized that Dan had put absolutely no effort into it at all.Hot stuff? What was that all about? And what was up with?I lost my virginity again? ? Who was he fucking kidding? She hit reply and wrote back:Ha ha. I laughed. I cried. What?s your deal anyway? We?re supposed to be making a film together, remember? As she waited for Dan to respond, she logged onto her Secret Admirer page. To her surprise there were four messages: I can?............