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dazzled, his sudden joy in the dim school hallway a brilliant swath of light. "Me too." He pulled out his wallet and dug around, extracting a small sketch.
    It was Jade, and she had hands buried in the tender flesh of her neck, her eyes bulging, breath but a memory.
    I looked at him, making my way to where he stood.
    Alex stopped me with two fingers, shaking his head no. "He's Precog Caleb. He's not gonna do that. It's what he sees is going to happen."
    Jonesy was palming his chin, looking thoughtful. Great.
    " Back on this gay thing..."
    Alex frowned and Archer's shoulders fell a little. John said, "Jonesy, I don't think that's the focus here. Let's find out this connection with Jade."
    Tiff rolled her eyes. "Yeah, Jones, stop having penis envy and let's find out something important!"
    " I don't have penis envy, Tiff. I don't need to."
    Sophie made a sound in the back of her throat and Jonesy glanced at her.
    Archer held up his hand. "Listen, I knew this about Mark."
    " Why do ya keep calling me Mark?" Jonesy asked.
    " Isn't that your name?" Lewis asked.
    " Yeah."
    " Jonesy doesn't suit you," Lewis shrugged.
    John grinned.
    " Suit me? You talk funny," Jonesy said, trying to work up to being offended.
    " I think he speaks really well," Mia noted.
    The guys looked at her and Tiff said, "Calm down fools, he obviously doesn't threaten your future romances."
    A small smile curled Archer's lips. That's when I knew he'd fit right in. Taking on the Jonester was perfect.
    " Anyway, your virtue is safe. I don't find you remotely attractive."
    Jonesy stared at him. The unspoken thought having been uttered out loud. Nice.
    Jonesy crossed his arms. "Why not? Is it cuz I'm black?"
    Archer barked out a laugh then winced, ribs were bruised I'd bet. "No," his grin widening. "But let me ask you this: do you find all girls attractive?"
    Jonesy rolled his eyes skyward, lots of white showing. He thought about it for a few heartbeats. "No," grudgingly.
    " There you have it. I am just as picky as the next guy."
    " Not all guys are picky. Look at my dumb-ass brother. He went out with Christi last year," Tiff said with a sneer.
    Bry blanched. He'd probably been hoping that we'd all had amnesia on that one.
    " Thanks, Tiff," Bry muttered.
    Lewis looked at Bry. "Not a really good judge of character, Bryan?"
    " She was so hot..." he mourned again.
    " That's such a tired excuse, Bry," Sophie said to him while she looked at Jonesy. He narrowed his eyes on her.
    " That just makes me want to kick her ass again," Tiff said.
    Nice.
    " Okay," I held up my palms. "Let's get outta here and to my house. Archer, are you in?"
    " Yes, if you'll have me. It's not like our introduction was especially..."
    " It's okay, Lewis. It's not your fault. They're like that with everyone that has something that they want," Jade said.
    " What do they want?" he asked.
    " To defile anything good," Mia said.
    We nodded in agreement.
    Jonesy came up to Archer and slung and arm around him. "Okay, since I know you're not like, scoping my package, then I guess you're in."
    Lewis's eyebrows shot to his hairline.
    Poor Lewis. He was getting the drive-by-Jonesy introduction. Speed-of-light.
    John and Alex groaned. If he could survive Jonesy he was invincible.
    " Hey!" Jonesy suddenly said, stepping away and looking at Lewis expectantly. Lewis sorta cringed and I smiled. He'd be immune soon.
    Numb like the rest of us.
    " What?" Archer nearly yelped.
    " What are ya?"
    " I said... I'm gay."
    " No numbnuts, not that," Jonesy waved that away impatiently. "What are ya?"
    " Oh! I'm a Lock-Manipulator."
    We all stopped in the middle of the parking lot.
    " Perfect," John breathed out.
    " Yeah," Jade said, dreamy like.
    Tiff smacked her gum. "Sounds like you're a versatile guy, even if you do look like a model."
    Tiff was kinda anti-beauty.
    All the girls stared at Lewis, taking in his perfection, unmarred by the beating. In fact, the bruises only accentuated it.
    The guys glowered at his girl