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“I could,” he agreed before jabbing a thumb at Lilith. “But she says you might need my car.”
"It definitely does," he replied, crossing his arms. "The entire police force didn't figure it out and you think we will?"
They all turned to Maverick curiously. Sylas was the first one to speak, scoffing slightly. "Wait. You don't actually believe that you can...
He raised his hands in surrender. "I was..." He hesitated before sighing. "I was bargaining with a janitor. I got him to steal a blue ribbon...
Sylas huffed. He hadn’t treated her any differently since he let her stay in his house, but Lilith would feel like she could read him easier now....
Theresa was already sitting on the field when they arrived, having changed out of her armor and into her after-school clothing. She was sitting in...
(Yoop!)
She nodded and without another word, she headed off to class, moving down the hallway.
"Great. On the field?"
She gave him a small, tired smile. "Great. I gotta get to class. When are we meeting?"
"What about your popular friends? Don't you have those?" she asked, yawning tiredly.
She blinked, looking genuinely confused, but she softened. "If you say so. Anyway, sure. I'll join your club."
She looked genuinely confused, tilting her head curiously. "Start what?"
"Do you feel guilty? Is that why you quit the newspaper and have started this club?" she asked. "Because you feel that on some level, you were to...
She tilted her head thoughtfully. She seemed fascinated, studying him thoroughly. "Is this a manifestation of your guilt, Maverick?"
"That doesn't make sense. You and I don't talk," she said, seeming confused. "You think I insult you."
She laughed despite herself, watching him thoughtfully. "Hm. Fine. Okay. Who else is in it?"
She seemed interested in this, but in a strange way. He would find it almost impossible to pin down. "How did you manage to get that approved by...
She looked up, her hand in her hair as she ran her fingers through her curls, giving them life again. "Oh. Are we speaking now?" she asked. It...
Theresa walked down the hallway, casually storing her textbooks in her messenger bag before pulling her helmet off her head.
