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Prologue

Dear Math, please grow up and solve your own problems

-Sincerely, Ford

Ford

Ten years ago

High School

“Hey, GMC”

I stiffened and turned to find none other than Ashe Tra behind e up, staring at me with a look of amusement on her face

“What?” I asked stiffly

“You do realize, right, that this is a school and not a brothel?” she asked, her eyes on irlfriend, Linnett

Linnett sneered at Ashe

Ashe, however, was unfazed by either of our glares

“What do you want?” I asked

I was a senior this year and should be living it up

Yet, every fucking tihell

“I need a ride to the clubhouse today,” she said “My car broke down on the way to school My dad said you wouldn’tme a ride home”

I gritted my teeth

“We can’t—” Linnett started to say, but I interrupted her

“What’s wrong with your car?” I asked

She shrugged “I don’t know I called my dad to come help me, but he was on a call Mom was at work”

I sighed “Where did you leave it?”

She narrowed her eyes

“What does it matter?” she asked

Linnett growled in frustration, already annoyed by Ashe

I’d been dealing with Ashe for a long time, so her suspicion didn’t annoy me as much as it did Linnett

“It o fix your car at lunch,” I answered “If you tell me where it is”

SheI didn’t quite catch

“I’m sorry, what?” I asked

She rolled her head around on her neck, then said, “It’s on the highway On-raet to school”

I stared at her blankly for a few moments, then narrowed my eyes

“You died on the highway and had to walk to school from there?” I asked incredulously

She shrugged “It wasn’t a big deal I was going to track practice anyway, and I just used that time to run instead”