Chapter Thirty-One

Archer

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Mom: How did Kassidy do?

Me: Good.

Mom: Did she place?

Me: She doesn’t know yet.

Mom: Is she coming over afterward?

Me: No.

Mom: Are you coming home for dinner, or are you two doing something else?

Me: I’ll be home.

Mom: Okay. Are you still at the school?

Me: No.

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Me: I hope you and Kassidy will be very happy together.

Ross: What the hell?

Me: I can’t believe she’s been messaging you.

Ross: Are you legit mad about this?

Me: Yes!

Ross: Why? It’s no big deal.

Me: Now you sound like her.

Ross: Please tell me you didn’t get in a fight over this.

Me: Fine. I won’t tell you.

Ross: What is wrong with you, man?

Me: For starters, my brother steals all my girlfriends.

Ross: I do not.

Me: Do, too.

Ross: Real mature, dude.

Me: I’m just tired of this crap.

Ross: You’re blowing this way out of proportion.

Me: Am I?

Ross: Yes. She only messaged me a few questions about what to expect at the meet.

Me: That’s what she said, too.

Ross: If that makes you jealous, you have issues, bro.

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Me: Wanna hang out tonight?

Mac: Thought you were with Kassidy.

Me: Nope.

Mac: Uh oh. What happened?

Me: She’s been messaging Ross.

Mac: No way. I told you to go for Tiffany.

Me: Dude, give it a rest.

Mac: What kind of stuff does she message him?

Me: I don’t know. Stuff about track.

Mac: That’s it? That’s what you’re mad about?

Me: Just don’t know why she has to message him at all.

Mac: Dude, unless track is a code word for something else, I think you’re overreacting.