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wasn’t as thick as Josh, but he stood just as tall, and he smiled sheepishly when Benji stared at his hand like it was a rotten fish.
Josh looked at Jaden, who scowled and said to Mickey, “Don’t mind Lido; he wears his shirts so tight they cause a serious oxygen deficiency to the brain.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Benji asked, scowling right back and tugging on the collar of his T-shirt.
“I’m Josh,” Josh said, shaking Mickey’s hand and returning his smile. “She’s right; don’t mind him. He doesn’t really mean it.”
“This guy is the enemy,” Benji said, raising his voice. “Are you two kidding me? Look at this guy—all that’s missing is his surfboard.”
Jaden stepped closer to Mickey and touched his hand. “Come on, Mickey. Thanks for showing me.”
“What is he, like your new boy friend?” Benji said, pointing to Jaden’s hand.
Jaden snatched her hand away from Mickey’s and glared at Benji. “Easy, fathead.”
“Now I’m a fathead?” Benji said, raising his voice to a roar. “ You turn traitor to the Titans and you cheat on Josh and that makes me a fathead?”
“I’m not cheating on anyone!” Jaden shouted. “Josh isn’t my boyfriend. He doesn’t even like me like that. We’re just friends.”
Josh sighed and covered his face with one hand as he shook his head. Then he heard a sound that made him even sicker.
“There they are!” the woman from the velvet rope shouted. She nudged the security guards who accompanied her. “Those two right there!”
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
ONE GUARD’S HAND BIT into Josh’s shoulder while the other one’s clamped down on Benji.
“Let’s go,” Josh’s guard said in a low, rough voice.
Josh hung his head and let the man steer him toward the woman, but Benji resisted.
“Take your hands off me,” Benji said, struggling free from the second guard. “I’ll sue you if you touch me again. My mom’s sister’s husband works at a law firm.”
“You can call your parents from the director’s office,” the woman said. “They can come get you after I fill them in on how you snuck in here.”
“Oh man,” Josh said, groaning. “Couldn’t you just call the police?”
The woman gave him a funny look, then turned onher heels and clacked away. Josh glanced back at Jaden, who stood beside Mickey Jr. with a look of shock and worry on her face. Mickey Jr. seemed unfazed. From above, the picture of Sandy Koufax seemed to scowl down at Josh, disappointed in a young ballplayer who didn’t know enough to stay out of trouble.
Inside the director’s office, Josh and Benji sat in two wooden chairs facing a big empty desk. On a table in front of a wall of bookshelves stood two magnificent trophies. Several people popped their heads inside the doorway to look them over before disappearing. The man from the ticket booth did the same thing, pausing long enough to cluck his tongue before shaking his head like the others and disappearing.
“Great idea,” Benji said, his face buried in his hands. “My dad’s gonna kill me if he has to come all the way here to get me. Man, I didn’t even get to see the Babe’s statue. Talk about exponential injustice.”
“What’s that?” Josh asked.
“I don’t know,” Benji said without removing his face from his hands. “I made it up. I heard Jaden use that word one time. I make stuff up when I’m depressed. Pretend I’m smart. Makes me feel better.”
Josh sighed again. The knot in his stomach tightened when the woman reappeared with a white-haired man in a gray suit, who sat down at his desk.
“These are the boys, Ms. Simmons?” the director asked.
“They tried to ruin my event,” she said, pursing her lips and nodding sharply. “They lied to me and they snuck in. Mr. Mullen was very precise that he wanted a press conference that was closed to the public. They embarrassed us all, and as the Mullens’ official Coopers town event planner, I want them banned from this place
Josh looked at Jaden, who scowled and said to Mickey, “Don’t mind Lido; he wears his shirts so tight they cause a serious oxygen deficiency to the brain.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Benji asked, scowling right back and tugging on the collar of his T-shirt.
“I’m Josh,” Josh said, shaking Mickey’s hand and returning his smile. “She’s right; don’t mind him. He doesn’t really mean it.”
“This guy is the enemy,” Benji said, raising his voice. “Are you two kidding me? Look at this guy—all that’s missing is his surfboard.”
Jaden stepped closer to Mickey and touched his hand. “Come on, Mickey. Thanks for showing me.”
“What is he, like your new boy friend?” Benji said, pointing to Jaden’s hand.
Jaden snatched her hand away from Mickey’s and glared at Benji. “Easy, fathead.”
“Now I’m a fathead?” Benji said, raising his voice to a roar. “ You turn traitor to the Titans and you cheat on Josh and that makes me a fathead?”
“I’m not cheating on anyone!” Jaden shouted. “Josh isn’t my boyfriend. He doesn’t even like me like that. We’re just friends.”
Josh sighed and covered his face with one hand as he shook his head. Then he heard a sound that made him even sicker.
“There they are!” the woman from the velvet rope shouted. She nudged the security guards who accompanied her. “Those two right there!”
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
ONE GUARD’S HAND BIT into Josh’s shoulder while the other one’s clamped down on Benji.
“Let’s go,” Josh’s guard said in a low, rough voice.
Josh hung his head and let the man steer him toward the woman, but Benji resisted.
“Take your hands off me,” Benji said, struggling free from the second guard. “I’ll sue you if you touch me again. My mom’s sister’s husband works at a law firm.”
“You can call your parents from the director’s office,” the woman said. “They can come get you after I fill them in on how you snuck in here.”
“Oh man,” Josh said, groaning. “Couldn’t you just call the police?”
The woman gave him a funny look, then turned onher heels and clacked away. Josh glanced back at Jaden, who stood beside Mickey Jr. with a look of shock and worry on her face. Mickey Jr. seemed unfazed. From above, the picture of Sandy Koufax seemed to scowl down at Josh, disappointed in a young ballplayer who didn’t know enough to stay out of trouble.
Inside the director’s office, Josh and Benji sat in two wooden chairs facing a big empty desk. On a table in front of a wall of bookshelves stood two magnificent trophies. Several people popped their heads inside the doorway to look them over before disappearing. The man from the ticket booth did the same thing, pausing long enough to cluck his tongue before shaking his head like the others and disappearing.
“Great idea,” Benji said, his face buried in his hands. “My dad’s gonna kill me if he has to come all the way here to get me. Man, I didn’t even get to see the Babe’s statue. Talk about exponential injustice.”
“What’s that?” Josh asked.
“I don’t know,” Benji said without removing his face from his hands. “I made it up. I heard Jaden use that word one time. I make stuff up when I’m depressed. Pretend I’m smart. Makes me feel better.”
Josh sighed again. The knot in his stomach tightened when the woman reappeared with a white-haired man in a gray suit, who sat down at his desk.
“These are the boys, Ms. Simmons?” the director asked.
“They tried to ruin my event,” she said, pursing her lips and nodding sharply. “They lied to me and they snuck in. Mr. Mullen was very precise that he wanted a press conference that was closed to the public. They embarrassed us all, and as the Mullens’ official Coopers town event planner, I want them banned from this place
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