“Nothing’s wrong,” Ian says, shrugging, drawing Alvin’s gaze back to him. “That was just awesome.”
Alvin freezes for a moment and then both boys start to laugh. Brent crosses his arms, not joining in, pissed off to be under these kids’ control.
“You have to teach me how to do that!” Ian says, jumping down from the couch and running to take Alvin’s hand. “Really, what do you do? Is it hard?”
Alvin shrugs. “I don’t know – you just get really bossy –“
Suddenly, Brent lunges forward, reaching for him, and Alvin gasps – spinning and putting his hands up.
“STOP!” Alvin screams and – inches from him – Brent freezes in place, loosing his balance and falling to the floor. But he doesn’t move forward anymore.
Ian looks at Alvin again, scared and wide-eyed, and Alvin grimaces a little. “I gue
