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doing anything wrong.”
    My ears felt hot and I glanced around the classroom. “It’s just…I don’t….” How could I explain it? He doesn’t know what it’s like to have people laugh at him or tease him. He didn’t understand that I would be ridiculed while he would escape direct mockery.
    “You’re my boyfriend. Or did you forget that I had your dick in my mouth yesterday?”
    “Wesley!” I whispered forcefully, gripping my hands into fists. His voice was low and throaty, sexy, and I squeezed my eyes shut. “I-I just don’t want anyone to know….”
    “Sheesh. Maybe I should just go sit at my desk. I mean, I don’t wanna embarrass you or anything,” he said, straightening up and taking his notebook.

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    He was being unreasonable. “C’mon, Wesley,” I quietly urged. He looked down at me and the expression on his face was indiscernible. He actually seemed a little hurt.
    Mr. Hannity walked in just before the bell rang and Wesley went to his seat without another word. I glanced over my shoulder at him while the exams were being passed out and he was whispering with the person next to him. He didn’t even look at me.
    I couldn’t concentrate on the test. It took me the full hour to finish it. Wesley waited while I got my things together and he looked relieved.
    He told me that the test wasn’t as hard as he expected it to be.
    He drove me home and idled in front of my building. “I gotta do some stuff for my mom, so I gotta get going. But I’ll come by later. You wanna do something tonight?” he asked, his hand resting on the stick shift.
    “Yeah, okay,” I answered, opening the door. He didn’t even try to stop me for a kiss. He smiled casually and waved. “See you later,” I said timidly and closed the door. He waited until I got to the stairwell and then drove off.
    Wesley returned later, around nine o’clock. He was wearing different clothes from what he had worn to school and he smelled like he’d just stepped out of the shower. Alycia had left with Mike an hour before and Mom was still at work. The kiss he gave me was brief—and platonic. We left and went to Cue to play pool.
    “Hey, Wes! Toren! Over here, guys!” Kate shouted when we walked into the smoky pool hall. She was wearing a pair of tight, hip-hugging jeans and a low-cut T-shirt. Lissa smiled and said hi. “Let’s pick up where we left off, okay?”
    Wesley pulled a cue from the rack and Kate wound her arm around his waist. We played a couple games and Wesley catered to Kate’s flirtations. She asked for help lining up shots and Wesley would lean behind her, his hand on her hip, correcting her aim. He didn’t step away from her embraces either, and I felt a knot tightening in my stomach.
    After the second game, Lissa began to rack up the balls again. “Are we up for another game?” she asked.

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    Wesley and Kate agreed but I shook my head. “I think I’m gonna get going. I’m pretty tired,” I said, putting a five-dollar bill down on the table. I said good night and began to walk toward the front.
    “Toren, wait a sec,” Wesley called, but I pretended not to hear him.
    Tears were welling in my eyes. “Toren, c’mon!” he shouted again. “I gotta go. I’m his ride. Here’s ten for the table,” he said and followed me.
    I slowed my pace after I was outside. The sun had set and the sky was dark except for the waning light in the west. I could hear Wesley behind me.
    “Toren! Wait up. What’s the matter?” he asked, closing in on me.
    “Nothing. I’m just tired,” I said without turning around.
    “Yeah, right. Now, come on, what’s wrong?”
    “Nothing. I said I was fine. Why don’t you just go back inside? I’m sure Kate’s waiting for you.”
    Wesley circled around in front of me. “Is that what this is about?
    Toren, are you jealous?” he asked with a grin.
    “No. Of course not,” I said and narrowed my eyes. “I don’t care what you do or with