The Edge Of You
The next day, the three of us sat at one of the concrete tables in the university courtyard, surrounded by the usual noise of students eating, reading, and moving between classes.
Stacks of heavy notebooks were piled between us. Brady and I were hunched over our pages, scribbling down formulas, while Trevor leaned back in his bench, his thumb flying across his phone screen.
"Hey, I just got a text," Trevor said, tapping the screen with his knuckles. "Someone says there's some insanely hot guy walking around campus right now."
Brady didn't look up from his calculator. "And what are we supposed to do about that?"
"Apparently the girls are losing their minds," Trevor chuckled, turning his phone
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