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I held his gaze like a cha e ily too It was as if his occasional cape-wearing tendencies had given him preternatural sensitivity His suspicious once-over ht I was up to some science-y mischief Or that I too had a secret lover

But Blake wasn’t my lover He was a friend-slash-acquaintance and h I hadn’t done anything wrong per se, there were a few things I hadn’t done right lately…like tell my friends about my newest friend

I trusted George with my life, and I definitely intended to confess ressions…but not now It was already nine aive myself copious tile entries for days, butmechanis ords like goals, nets, and balls I simply didn’t absorb sports information well

George would understand for sure, and he would probably have sos on histhat his basic jeans and Science Matters tee were extra wrinkled, and his dark hair wasbedhead Unless I was mistaken, he had a hickey on his neck too

“Is that a va for a quick subject change

He set the h”

“Yes You can probably cover it withmy watch “Well, look at the time I’d better—”

“What team?”

“Team?”

“You were talking to yourself about team colors…remember?” he prodded

“Uh…” My mind went blank I couldn’t come up with a team name…from any sport anywhere in the world So, I told the truth “Westgate”

George knit his brow in confusion “The prep school?”

“Yes I was just…curious”

“Hold, I think”

“How do you know?”

“My old high school is two blocks away froate, but a million miles apart in every other way The kids wear uniforans and saddle shoes I wouldn’t have lasted a day,” he snorted, reaching for his ain