I stood there looking at him. What was he thinking? That he would kiss my sister, make me hit him, get us detention and then show up with a box of pizza and carbonated drinks?

I let out a chitter and then looked him dead in his eyes.

"I'm no fool, Devin. Don't try to act like a good guy. You're shitty and you have to get out of here."

"At least let her tell me that to my face. Don't stop me from apologizing 'cause you want to make me look like the bad guy."

"Shut the hell up and get out of my ...