Dylan comes out with an ice pack on his face. He waves at us, and I notice the new shiner on his jaw. “Ouch, what happened to you?” “Let’s just say I deserve it,” Dylan says, heading in the opposite direction. The last time I saw Dylan, he had a busted lip, and he said the same thing. I thought it was a one-time thing, but it seems like he’s made himself an enemy. I turn to Kian. “Who did that to him?” “A guy on the basketball team. Dylan slept with his grandma.” I choke on my spit. “You have to be joking.” “To be fair, she’s still pretty young. Can’t say I wouldn’t have done the same.”
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