WTUD Chapter 8 Part C
He caught Beaver at the end of the school day. His head was barely out of his locker when Logan pushed it closed, a malicious grin in place.
“What’s up, Beav?” Logan leaned casually against the bank of lockers, his arms folded, as he appraised the slighter boy.
“Oh, hey, man. What’s up?” Beaver’s voice was shaky, but then again, it always ( Read more... )
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