They all shook their heads; the twins were smiling. Zeke did his almost smile thing. “We thought you might,” Miles chimed in. “She might make it harder for you to get along with girls.” I sighed, trying to find a way to explain how I felt about this. “If the girls here are so spineless that they can’t think for themselves, I don’t want them as friends,” I told them bluntly. I gestured at them again. “Besides, I’ve got you guys. I’m good.” All the guys smiled; Zeke smirked. “See? This is why we kept you. You think like a guy,” Ethan declared, wrapping his arm around my back jarring me.
