I just—okay, fine, I’ll admit it—I like her.
“Look,” I say, finally finding a button-down that doesn't make me look like a criminal. “The plan is simple.”
Ego folds his arms.
This is never a good sign.
“Okay.”
“I've got all this free time.”
“You got suspended.”
“Administrative leave.”
“You got suspended.”
“Whatever.”
He grins.
Asshole.
“Anyway, I've got time. She needs help. The school needs help. I can help. End of story.”
“Help her or fuck her?”
“Hey!”
I grab a dirty sock and launch it at his face.
The bastard catches it.
“Watch your mouth.”
“Oh, yeah? It’s like that?”
His grin widens.
“Alright, I see.”
“You see what, Ego?”
“You like her.”
“Shut up.”
“You like like her.”
“I said shut up.”
“You really like her!”
“Ego!”
“Wow. I never thought I’d see the day!”
I point at him.
