HAZEL
“Here’s how it’s going to go,” Larry’s eyes flash with the need to beat the school’s most popular athlete. After all, it’s not everyday an opportunity like this presents itself. Personally, I think he’s an i***t. “If I win, you leave the alley.”
“And if I win?” Asher’s so excited, it’s practically oozing out of him. He’s got both arms wrapped around me from behind.
“I already stated my stipulation. Feel free to state yours.” Larry folds his arms, watching us with a look of nonchalance.
“Hmm.” Asher tucks his chin into my shoulder. “Alright. If I win, you’ll be the one to leave. But before you do, you’ll apologize for being rude to me.”
Trent gasps. I stiffen.
Larry not being a part of our bowing ritual is unheard of. He’s always been a constant in our little circle. Practica
