65. Just be James

Adrien was obsessing over sports gear, flipping through options on his phone with more focus than I'd ever seen him have in class.

Rolling my eyes, I continued watching him, amused by his seriousness over something as mundane as hockey gear. Across the room, Bear and Jules were similarly glued to their phones. Seeing them like this, a world away from the phone-free zone at school, it was pretty clear why the school forbids them.

It would be tough to keep their focus if their faces were always buried in screens.

When his eyes lit up at the goalie gear, I knew I was about to be dragged into something.

He flipped his phone toward me with a smirk. "We need to get you set up properly," he declared, loading the virtual cart as if money meant nothing. The total price soared, quickly surpassing my sparse savings left over from the Christmas card money.

Which was supposed to last the whole semester and summer somehow.

"What? No, no, I'm not letting you spend money on me like that," I protes