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"
Don
’
t
worry
,
I
’
ll
keep
out
of
your
way
.
"
He
grinned
.
Sometimes
it
was
so
easy
to
like
Mike
.
It
didn
’
t
go
smoothly
.
I
somehow
managed
to
hit
myself
in
the
head
with
my
racket
and
clip
Mike
’
s
shoulder
on
the
same
swing
.
I
spent
the
rest
of
the
hour
in
the
back
corner
of
the
court
,
the
racket
held
safely
behind
my
back
.
Despite
being
handicapped
by
me
,
Mike
was
pretty
good
;
he
won
three
games
out
of
four
singlehandedly
.
He
gave
me
an
unearned
high
five
when
the
coach
finally
blew
the
whistle
ending
class
.
"
So
,
"
he
said
as
we
walked
off
the
court
.
"
So
what
?
"
"
You
and
Cullen
,
huh
?
"
he
asked
,
his
tone
rebellious
.
My
previous
feeling
of
affection
disappeared
.
"
That
’
s
none
of
your
business
,
Mike
,
"
I
warned
,
internally
cursing
Jessica
straight
to
the
fiery
pits
of
Hades
.
"
I
don
’
t
like
it
,
"
he
muttered
anyway
.
"
You
don
’
t
have
to
,
"
I
snapped
.
"
He
looks
at
you
like
.
.
.
like
you
’
re
something
to
eat
,
"
he
continued
,
ignoring
me
.
