“Here.” He dropped my school bag at my feet. “You left your bag.” “Thanks.” “I cleared the stash of chocolate in your pencil case.” I sucked in a horrified breath. “You asshole.” “Yeah, well, I’m not sorry,” Joey shot back with a shrug. “You deserved it for pulling that stunt on me.” Releasing a frustrated growl, he added, “But I am sorry for not telling you about prick-face sooner.” Anger dissipated, and feeling sheepish, I leaned in close and nudged his shoulder with mine. “And I’m sorry for telling Ms. Falvey that you called me fat.” “And?” Joey pushed. “And for you getting the red book
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