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That’s when I realize having Toby for a friend would be the worst idea in the world I would never keep my hands off of him Toby Michaels would be the end of me

05 | TOBY

I blink, peer up at the clock in wonder, then lean around my computer monitor “What day is it?”

Kelsey pops her head over the other monitor “Friday Why?”

“It’s … It’s Friday already?”

“You’re so scatterbrained, Toby Hey, are you done with your practice layout yet? Mine sucks”

This first week of school has flown by so fast I click in a few places with e out a font, thicken the border on a picture, then give up “Mine sucks, too”

“So does the play Did you hear what play Ms Joy picked for our fall production?”

“Nope Which play? The Scottish Play?”

“Worse” She leans even farther around her co out of her chair “It’s a script from a former student of hers who’s off at so, and it’s a super lame love story called ‘I’ll Always Rely hetero, Toby Like, barf-hetero”

“Hmm Ms Joy wouldn’t have picked it if it didn’t have some kind of merit”

“Or else she’s phoning in a favor,” she retorts with an eye-roll before peering back at the door to our closet of a rooo “Where is she?”

“No idea Doubt she’ll be back She ditched us yesterday, too, remember?”

Kelsey sighs “I’et to the theater early, anyway, to be honest To see who auditions for this terrible play Should we just, like … go right now …?”

“We still have seventh period,” I remind her

She shoots h to already be in the theater for seventh period, you study-hall bum”