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“You didn’t have breakfast?”

“You did?” My eyes widen “When? How?”

“I had a protein shake when I got back from my half-assed mile run”

“Well, I had coffee And a banana Obviously not enough,” I say as rowls even louder “Why is it so quiet in here?”

Mitchell chuckles, shaking his head as alk out to the front, but doesn’t coer as we pile into his two-door BMW and head to the school The guys are talking about practice and a tea back and I’ sto attention so I focus on the buildings we’re driving by Without a word, Mitchell ht and parks in front of a popular s the three of us confused, before he walks back out with a huge cup in his hand

“You didn’t even ask us if anted anything,” one of them says behind me

“I could’ve totally killed a Hulk right now,” Dylan adds

Mitchell says nothing He hands e cup, which I take, as he puts his seat belt on and backs out of the parking space

“Are you going to drink it or not?” He shootscenter

“It’syou got this for me?” I feel myself frown

“I don’t hear anyone else’s sto”

“Mine is growling,” Dylan says “You never buy me smoothies”

Mitch ignores this He continues to look at me as I look anywhere but his eyes and rip the paper fro it into the lid

“Thank you” I look at hiain “I need your number so I can send you money”

“Don’t insult

I take a long sip of the sh “I really needed this”

“Yeah, to”

“Tolance over at him “I work at seven”

“We run at five then” He shrugs a shoulder like it’s no big deal to wake up at four thirty in the freakingI absolutely detest

“As a rule, I don’t do things I don’t enjoy”

“As a rule” He chuckles