Chapter 22
“Replacement,” I say to him and smile.
“What are you talking about? Do you need to sit down? Do you need some water? Did an Eel hit you too hard?”
“Tomas Iron,” I say. “A replacement for you.”
“You’re not making any sense,” he says, and walks me to the bench where other Thundercats are seated. He tells me to have a seat and he fetches me water. Once he gets me a bottle of water, he informs me, “You shouldn’t play anymore today. I’m telling Coach Davis you’re out of it. As your best friend, I’m not letting you play.”
“Replacing Darsey,” I whisper under my breath. No one hears me. “Tomas Iron is going to replace…Mr. Darsey Haas.” And a smile comes to my face, blooming. I’ve never been so happy. Thrilled. Elated. I’ve finally figured out how to keep the guy of my dreams as my own without hurting Cliff McGregory. Good for me.
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