“So, you’re going to ask her?”
“Well, I mean, I don’t know. You think I should try?”
“Do or do not. There is no try.” I stood up. My work here was done.
Twenty minutes before first bell, I found Randall at his locker. “Maybe we should walk and talk at the same time,” I said. That might look less suspicious. Also, I didn’t think things would go as smoothly with Randall as they had with Kevin. As far as I knew, Randall’s dream girl didn’t even know he existed.
“I don’t see you very much these days,” Randall said.
“I still make it to all the games.”
“Yeah. We know.”
The comment made my head jerk up. For as long as I could remember, Randall had been huge. He wasn’t fat, but even when we were little, he’d been more like a mountain than an actual boy.
“You think any of us forgot about yo
