It would happen on Friday.
It would be one of the last games of the season for the football team which is perfect because Shawn won’t be home. As far as Harrison has told us, it’s Shawn who has the pictures. It’s Shawn who took things to the next level once he got an ounce of leverage.
Trevor is just a homophobic asshole, not a blackmailing r****t.
So while I’d like to make Trevor’s life harder, it’s Shawn who we need to focus on now. And Shawn’s house that I’ll be breaking into while he’s away—well, kind of. You see, that’s where Chelsea comes in.
“I got it,” she whispered, passing me a key ring under the table during third period on Thursday. There were two keys on the key chain and I pursed my lips. One was definitely for his house but what was the other for?
