Chapter 52Ben slammed back into his dorm room. He dialed Iggy. No answer. No voice mail prompt.
Maybe his dad took his phone again.
He tried Kat. Her voice mail was full.
He decided to check out Kale Omlet’s site. There were half a dozen shots of the same thing—him with his hand on Iggy’s cheek, nothing more, along with the picture of him and Richie from the opening ceremonies for how many days in a row, now? Ben’s brain was too f****d to count.
Sigh.
No big deal. To anyone, apparently. Ben wondered why his phone wasn’t ringing off the hook, why his voice mail wasn’t full. Even if the s*x tape never went public, someone should care. That in itself was kind of news. The day before, when the thing was still scheduled to drop, he had over eighty messages. Today—crickets.
When Ben downsi
