**Quinn's POV**

"Come here, I'll whisper something to you," said Dylan.

I obeyed, bending down slightly so Dylan could reach my ear.

Honestly, I didn't suspect Dylan at all because I wasn't joking either. But what he said was so unexpected that I pinched his arm.

"You naughty boy!" I snapped.

Dylan smiled mysteriously. "But I'm sure it will calm him down. You have to come to the game the day after tomorrow too."

"Of course I will. But the other thing... argh, that's embarrassing, ...