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She ca thrown over her shoulder and mascara streaked down her cheeks I pushed open my door, pissed that anyone wouldoff her shoulder and shoved it over the seat into the back of the car "Who made you cry?"

She wiped at her black-streaked cheeks "No one She doesn’t even knohat she did It wasn’t her fault anyway Justlet’s go Please"

I turned back to scowl up at her friend’s house, but the girls crowded in the dooratching us looked worried and sye up there and cuss any of them out When I came back around, Zoey had climbed into the driver’s seat

"No," I said, et out "You’re not driving Not like this Besides, it’s ht, remember?"

And I didn’t want to feel any more emasculated than I already felt I’d already been told I was a freakish horror between the legs; I did not wantme around It didn’t even er thanbrother

"Damn it, Oren" She peered up at me from her tearstained eyes "I need toI just need to relieve soht now Please"

I’d never really been able to say no to her, but especially not when she was crying, so I sighed, ground my teeth and muttered, "Fine Whatever," before I went around to the passenger side I tugged onawful brother that I was, I didn’t even notice that she’d neglected to put hers on

"So, what’s the deal?" I asked as she peeled out down the road and veered around a corner

"Corey Garboni slept with Suzanne"

I waited for her to go on, but when she didn’t, I lifted my eyebrows "Okay So?"

"So?" She sent o up my shirt last weekend"

"You did what?"

"And he was supposed to take ain to me "I had no idea he was into Suzanne too, and she had no idea about what I’d done with him"