he sat up and almost screamed out loud when he saw derrick staring eagerly at him from the foot of the bed . '' are you aaron ? '' '' oh no , derrick , '' he said sarcastically , '' i 'm actually santa clause on break . this is just a disguise i 'm using while i wait for christmas . '' '' no , seriously , '' said derrick , a little annoyed by his friend 's insult , '' are you aaron

a small blue triangle sits between the two lines , with three more curved lines carved horizontally above it . ' is that supposed to be a door ? ' i ask , following the lines with my eyes . eight steps aside , to let all of us see better . ' it 's not supposed to be ; it is a door

'' that 's nothing new really . '' i said not breaking my stride , '' i 'm guessing you do n't want to talk about friday ? '' he said ; it was n't much of a question . my heart sped up , this was exactly the confrontation i was dreading . i reached my locker and decided to play dumb '' what about friday

i quickly hopped off and tried not to touch him at all until i knew where he was hurting . he grumbled and placed a hand back on my thigh , '' i bruised or cracked a rib , '' he tried to sit up and fell back onto the pillows , '' or two . '' '' brandon ! when ? '' '' kale got a pretty good kick in , but i 'm positive they are n't
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