As far as I remember, Jacob wasn’t a part of the Princes. He sure wasn’t part of the Kings either so.
“What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be—?”
“You were about to tell her something?”
I squinted my eyes at the odd conversation they were having. They exchanged strange glares at each other, and only they could understand. Whatever it was, I was sure Marcus was trying to hide something that Jacob must know.
Sketchy.
Maybe they were trying to recruit Jacob to join the Princes soon when he gets to high school. And perhaps they’re friends because of that. I can’t blame them for wanting to have Jacob in their circle. He was a fantastic dancer for his age.
“Hey, Jacob.” I smiled at him instead. We weren’t going anywhere with their suspicious actions. “Why did you call me?”
Jaco
