He acted as if he didn’t want to mention it. But I highly doubted it. Rory had always been a charmer. Dad used to say he had a silver tongue and the charm of a devil. I sighed, giving in a little. “Fine, just the engine, Rory. But I’m paying you back for it.” Rory snickered. He actually snickered. Spring Mountain High School was unlike any other high school I had ever seen. The single-story brick buildings were spread out. The students were traveling from building to building. The roofs had enough overhang that it created covered hallways between the buildings. I watched several other
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