My Bully Next Door
Fighting my reputation.
Fighting every dumb instinct I’ve ever had.
And now that I’ve actually won?
My brain has apparently decided to short-circuit.
“You’re smiling again.”
I look over.
Sean is standing in my living room holding a soda.
“Go away.”
“You’ve been smiling for ten straight minutes.”
“I have not.”
“You absolutely have.”
Across the room, Tyler nods.
“Honestly, it’s creepy.”
“I hate all of you.”
“No you don’t,” Sean says cheerfully.
Unfortunately, he’s right.
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