“You have something against my car?” Jason was shoving his new textbooks around in his locker, pretending to get organized before heading to his next class. That way he could avoid awkward conversations with other students about who he was or what he was doing there. With his head almost totally inside the locker, his ears needed a moment to register the familiarity of that voice. Peeking around the locker door, he found himself face-to-face with Caesar. “Uh?” Jason managed to say. Caesar grabbed the locker door and opened it wider. “Was that a yes or a no?” “I like your car,” Jason said, not
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