M A R K E D
“Gosh, this was a new shirt!”
“Don’t you have a washing machine?” I asked between laughs.
“Babe, the expensive stuff doesn’t matter. All I want is you,” he said and pouted. I laughed again. I was really having fun with Jarred and the Stone Pack. Yes, you heard me, the Stone Pack. Jarred, Abigail, Charles, Dustin, and Alex made it up. I guess this school runs in packs, not ‘groups’ or ‘cliques’. I asked Jarred why they called themselves ‘a pack’, but he laughed at me like I was crazy.
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