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Logan winked "And guess what? He hates Park Sebastian as much as me"

"See" Matteo’s head bobbed up and doith an approving grin "Soul brotha connection SBC That’s what I’an jerked his chin up at Mason "And you’re not included You’re not a SBC-er That sucks for you"

A couple of the guys in the group started laughing One, as leaner than the rest but just as tall, shook his head He had brown hair, long enough for hih cheekbones, and a soft face that gave hi, pretty boy look He said to Mason, "Your brother and your roouy His hand h it, anchoring an had stopped listening They turned to each other and both held the other’s head in their hands They beganin a dance/football huddle together They began chanting When I heard it, I started laughing

"S-B-C" With each letter, theyit faster and faster The rest of the group started in, shaking their fists in the air When it was so fast, sounding like only one loud word, Logan and Matteo threw their aruys did the sa like crazy, but Matteo danced around He ju his fists in the air, pu his arms like he was a machine, and he went faster and faster until his ar their fists down in the air as they began their own chant, "Cain Cain Cain"

A battle cry came from Matteo and he jumped in the middle of the circle He stayed in the sa north, then south, then west He went all the way around, his ar the same chant, until finally he seemed to combust His head tipped back, his ar their hands up at the sa, "Cain U Cain U Cain U Cain U"

The pretty boy guy roup fell silent All their hands lifted in sync with the leader They aiting, watching hiht his hand down, they slammed theirs down on top of his One last cheer erupted from the the staff at the bar, joined in and the sound was deafening The school pride was unmistakable

Mason leaned close to me "This is our chant before we run out of the locker rooht e step on the field, and at the end, the stadium joins in with the last line and we run out" His eyes were sparkling "It’s an adrenalin rush"

I nodded, but I had no words The unity and tradition was strong I had felt it at the gaods here My hand curved under Mason’s and our fingers laced together He was one of the fell away

I was proud to be at his side

CHAPTER TWELVE

When I woke up, Mason was gone The door to his bathrooan in my stomach and I laid back down I didn’t want to ht had been a lot to take in We had stayed at the club for a few hours It had been nice to meet all of his teammates I could tell they already respected Mason, and his roo, I reiven Mason e said our goodbyes The big lineirlfriend toldbecause he was so happy about an, but I could tell that his supposed soul brotha connection wasn’t only with Logan It ith Mason as well When we left the nightclub, Logan and Kris had stayed, but the guy who led the chant (Mason formally introduced hian would get a cab

"Morning" Mason cah the door with a cup of coffee in one hand and a toasted bagel on a plate in the other He put both on the stand beside the bed and sat next to ood?"

"Mer trailed upof contenter went to my shoulder, I rolled to ht ca betweenlove "What ti"

We had slept four hours I grinned up at hirinned "Not a bit You?"

I shook my head "I should be" But I wasn’t

We shared a look, then I began tugging hi, I flipped onto an" He paused, twisted to see ain, his eyes narrowing "You sure? Okay I’ll call hi up, I asked, "What’d he want?"

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