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Chapter One

Colt

“Booker’s dad is going to hire strippers if in regionals,” announces Dean “Hitting it out of the park per usual!” The sound of pal with a chorus of excited cheers I push out another deep, even breath

Ethan peeps over the back of the seat My eyes aren’t open but I i his vision “You hear what Dean said—Oh, never ”

“Of course he is,” our shortstop, Touys since Little League, I know he’s rolling his eyes and throwing his head to the side “When is he not?”

“When he’s on the uess that just means more pussy for us”

“They’re strippers, not prostitutes,” Booker clarifies

“It’s the sa

“No No one is going to sleep with you, Eth You’re seventeen They send people to jail for that” Booker’s dad is a lawyer He would know

“It’s not like I’in,” Ethan protests

“You act like one,” Booker shoots back

Toh-five with Booker

“Fuck you,” cries Ethan “I had Frankie bent over the locker room benches last Saturday, and you all know it because Tommy walked in on us”

“Don’t rehtht,” Tommy says

I have to turn my head further into my pillow to hide a s

“Fuck you!” Ethan repeats “It was fucking hot and you thought so too, or you would have left”

“Frankie told me if I moved, she would take her art knife and sliceto do?”

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