Chapter 7"Don't know if you've been properly introduced yet," Ash said, still holding onto Fizz's hand as they reached the table. "This is Dee, and that's Glen."
Fizz darted a glance at the two boys sitting at one end of the table. Well, picnic bench. They were in Ryan's band. Fizz had seen them upstairs a few times now. Glen was the one who had spiky, bright green hair, and several piercings. Dee was the one with more tattoos, and the pink and purple mohawk. Unlike Ryan's hair, Dee's mohawk was almost always sprayed up in all its outrageous glory.
Fizz wondered what they did for a living to get away with looking like that. Maybe they were still in college. He knew he wouldn't work up the courage to ask; after that initial glance, he lowered his eyes. Ash manoeuvred Fizz into sitting dow
