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“What does she want with her?” I ask them. “It just doesn’t make any fucking sense.”

“What are you talking about?” Seth asks.

“Ally. What the hell does Darci want with Ally?”

“What do you mean what does she want?”

“She wants something. Darci isn’t nice, and Ally’s…”

“Ally’s what? Not cool?”

“That’s not what I mean,” I reply, shaking my head. I’m not quite sure what I mean.

But of course, he doesn’t get it. Everyone fucking likes Isaac. Whatever rules apply to Seth and me don’t apply to him because he plays basketball with them a few months out of the year.

“You mean, why would Darci want to be friends with someone who lives with weird, religious nutjobs, has all these crazy rules,doesn’t wear makeup or any clothes that fit, and whose mom is in jail for dealing drugs when she could be making them hate themselves?” Seth asks.

“YES.” I point at Seth and turn back to Isaac. “What he said. That’s exactly what I mean.”

Except she does wearsomeclothes that fit. Her track shorts fit. I feel my dick grow hard when I think of how wet they were when I pulled them off her last night.

“Glad I could help,” Seth says. “I’ll see you guys later.”

He grabs his tray and leaves the table, his girlfriend following behind him, leaving just Isaac and myself in the emptying cafeteria.

“Maybe she’s just trying to be nice,” Isaac offers.

“Not possible.”

“Maybe they have…other stuff in common.”

“No.”

“Well, what do you want, Devon? What are you looking for here? Do you want me to go ask her?”

“No, I don’t—”

“Oh, hey, Darci. Just curious—what is it you want from Ally? Oh…why am I asking? Because your stepbrother is weirdly obsessed with her and sees you as a barrier to whatever imaginary relationship he thinks he has with her.”

“It’s not imaginary,” I tell him.

“Sitting behind her in art for a semester does not make a relationship.”

“We had sex.”

“You’re lying,” he says.

I glare at him. “Don’t…repeat that.”

“You’renotlying?”

“No, I’m not lying. But now she won’t talk to me.”

“Maybe it was bad for her.”

What.

“That’s not it.”

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