“Stop lying,” Stone says. “Your legs are lookin’ quite thin these days.” I stop walking and stick my foot out to trip Stone, but he’s just as good on the linoleum floor as he is on ice. He stops a mere inch from my shoe and smirks at me. “Nice try.” “Will you two fucking stop for three seconds? I swear, you’re like toddlers.” I reach for my books, but Evan holds them up above his head so I can’t grab them. I exhale, blowing my brown hair out of my face, and cross my arms. “He started it.” Evan laughs. “See? Toddlers.”
