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I take the pass and the antiseptic pad "Thank you," I say "A lot" And before another tear can leak out, I turn and barrel down the aisle, hoping nobody’s looking atol’ neckful of scratches

Seventeen

"Jeez," Trey says when he sees ot either a well-oiled hinge on that jaw or some retractable incisors"

I sit down next to Trey as Sawyer finds us and sits across fro hiot a little too close"

Sawyer exalances at Trey "For the record, I did not do that" He looks at me "Does it hurt? Any repercussions?"

"Yes, and no, thankfully Polselli’s cool He kept it s nobody threw a punch" I pull the crumpled note out of my pocket and hand it to Sawyer

Trey swipes it

"Seriously?" both Sawyer and I exclaim

Trey stares at us like we’re insane "Calm down," he says "Take a moering adolescent attention-grabbing behavior We all do it It’s hu softly, insanely, at the plate of lardfilled fats on the table in front of rabscrazy

I look up

Trey’s eyes narrow slightly "Yes?"

"We--I need your help"

Trey bats his eyelashes "Oh?"

Sawyer flashes a grin despite the intensity of his thoughts "No, not like that It’s, uhGod, this is going to sound insane, but--"

Trey grows serious again "Oh, no" He leans forward "Did you just say the ic word?"

"He did," I say

Sawyer looks over his shoulder,attention to us, and then he leans in "Trey, ever since the crash, I--"

"No," Trey says "Shit"

"Ever since the crash, I’ve been having this--"