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about a little gratitude, huh? Let’s try that? She worked very hard to get that money, took her all of ten seconds to convince her dad to hand it over. That’s worth something, right?”
    Beck finally addressed Car. “I’ll get you the money tomorrow.”
    She shrugged. “No big, I mean I’ll get it—”
    “Tomorrow.” He cut her off.
    “Okay...but it’s really—”
    “Can I get a ride?” he asked Anderson.
    “Actually...well, you see, Car was at my house and so I kinda rode here with her.”
    Beck’s jaw clenched, and he looked like he wanted to beat someone up again. What the hell was his problem? She had just gotten him out of jail. She didn’t expected gratitude but a little less hate would be nice.
    “Do you have a problem or something?” she asked abruptly.
    Beck didn’t answer her.
    Anderson coughed. “Uh, Car? I don’t—”
    “No.” She stopped Anderson before turning to Beck. “I mean, I get it, you didn’t want me to post your bail. And I didn’t do if just for you. Your team needs you at practice and your first game. So get over it. I don’t expect you to like me but you could at least pretend not to hate me for five minutes.”
    As soon as she said it, she wished she could take it back. Did she have a death wish?
    “Look, if you think that I owe you something...” Beck trailed off.
    “What the hell? Are you talking about like sex or something?”
    Anderson cracked a laugh.
    “If you think this is gonna get me to pretend to be your boyfriend or—”
    “Why the hell would I want an asshole like you as my boyfriend? Jesus Christ, conceited much?”
    Anderson laughed again.
    Beck just glared.
    Anderson covered up his laughing with a cough. “Uh, anyway, jails give me the creeps. Can we go now?”
    “Let’s.” Car left the jail and the two boys followed. She slid into her Jeep while Anderson climbed into the back, letting Beck have the front seat. The ride back to Anderson’s house was dead silent and extremely awkward.
    “Drop me off here,” Beck said suddenly, pointing to a café a few blocks from Anderson’s house.
    “Uh, why?”
    Beck didn’t answer but she pulled in anyway and Beck got out.
    “Where you goin’, man? Don’t you need a place to stay?” Anderson asked.
    “I’m gonna get some caffeine then call someone to pick me up,” Beck snarled.
    Anderson climbed into the vacated front seat. “Who?”
    Beck shrugged carelessly. “Whoever.”
    “Ah.” Anderson nodded knowingly. “A girl.”
    “Well, yeah, of course a girl. Just because I spent a few hours in jail doesn’t mean I started swinging for the other team.”
    “Why don’t you just stay at my place?”
    Beck glanced at Car momentarily. “I need a good fuck.”
    Anderson nodded slowly. “Okay...well, give me a call if you change your mind.”
    Beck nodded and shut the door to the Jeep before heading into the café.
    “Did he really think that I bailed him out so that he’d pretend to be my boyfriend?” Car turned to Anderson, shocked and appalled
    “It’s happened before. A girl did something for him and then tried to blackmail him into being her boyfriend. Hilarious.”
    “Did he do it?”
    “Ha! Yeah, right. He laughed in her face and told her to go away. He just doesn’t understand why someone he doesn’t know would do something nice for him. His mind doesn’t work that way. Every action has a motive behind it.”
    “That’s not true.”
    “No, but that’s what his dad has drilled into his head.”
    “His dad seems like a real jerk.”
    Anderson nodded. “He is. If I were Beck, I probably woulda booked it outta there a long time ago. In his dad’s eyes, if he’s not a lawyer, he’s a failure, simple as that.”
    Car shook her head. “I’m glad my parents aren’t like that.” She pulled into Anderson’s driveway and they got out of the car.
    “Me too. Say, what do you parents do?”
    “My mom is a housewife most of the time, but she helps manage functions and things