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"I knew you liked her, Tom, but holy shit, you got Colby fucking Matthews to kiss you without threatening her first?" Wyatt is lying on the floor of my room, repeatedly tossing a Nerf football into the air. I glare down from my bed at him. Logan, Garret, and Wyatt have decided to surprise me this afternoon with a much unwanted visit consisting of Cole-related interrogations and so far, only two noogies - one hell of an accomplishment.

"Since when have I ever tried slapping a woman into kissing me?" I ask, appalled. Jeez, what do they think I practice with porn stars? And no that was not meant to be offensive.

"Help me out here, guys," Wyatt says but Logan and Garret ignore him as they text on their phones rapidly. Since track started, they've been in constant motion, and it's absolutely refreshing. Wyatt sighs and lets the football land on his face when he refuses to catch it, as a sort of sign that he's struggling with his existence. I don't see why he wouldn't to be honest.

"DAMN IT HARLEY." Logan shouts at his phone, which is blowing up endlessly and I perk up, that tiny ever present flame of rage flaring up inside me for a second when I hear her name. I still haven't forgiven her for the whole Colby thing, why should I? What she did was out of line and frankly, a bitch move.

"What, she texting you too?" Garret says with an annoyed expression. Logan's face scrunches up and he nods.

"What's the deal with Harley?" I ask, trying not to sound too curious, even though there's a little part inside me that hopes she's moving or was run over by a semi. Wyatt groans from the ground, trying to gain attention and I shush him.

"Be quiet Wyatt, no one wants to hear your Logan imitation." I say and Logan chucks a pillow at me while Wyatt cackles childishly. I grin. "At least he thinks I'm funny." I tell Logan and he rolls his eyes.

"Shut up, Mac, you bitch ass." He says gruffly. I wave a finger at him.

"You kiss your mother with that mouth?" Wyatt asks in mock awe.

"You kiss your mother?" Logan shoots back, not once looking up from his phone.

"Hey, good practice," Wyatt says unaffected. I give them a grossed out look and I see Garret look up from his phone looking disturbed.

"No wonder you're single," Garret says and Wyatt glares at him. I scoff at them though I'm somewhat amused. Leave it to these pricks to make anybody feel like an idiot. They don't disappoint.

"Anyways, Tom," Wyatt says as he is obviously done with the subject of kissing mothers. "What's the deal with you and Colby?" Garret and Logan seem to not be paying attention, but I can tell they're listening. They're too frequently updated on the whole thing, they wouldn't pass up an opportunity for more information. I shrug

"I don't know yet," I tell him and Wyatt groans melodramatically. With that talent, he could play a lead role in Hamlet. I resist the urge to roll my eyes and instead ignore him completely. "I'm thinking about asking her out."

"Do it," Logan says absentmindedly. "At the rate you're going, you'll hit third base by May." I scrunch my nose. Why can't we - guys - have a reputation that doesn't involve having sex with girls before marrying them? It's beyond me.

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