"Evie, sweetie! So glad you could make it!" Mal said, throwing her arms theatrically around the girl and giving her a giant and fake embrace. "We're playing Seven Minutes in Heaven! Want to play?" "Uh, I don't know," said Evie, looking around the party nervously. "It'll be a scream," said Mal. "Come on, you want to be my friend, don't you?" Evie stared at Mal. "You want me to be your friend?" "Sure--why not?" Mal led her to the closet door and opened it. "But doesn't a boy go in here with me?" Evie asked as Mal shoved her inside the storage room. For someone castle-schooled, Evie sure knew her kissing games. "Did I say Seven Minutes in Heaven? No, you're playing Seven Minutes in Hell!" Mal cackled; she couldn't help it. This was going to be so much fun. The"