High school popularity is so fickle.

An elite confederacy of nerds. My peeps

I have a cotillion event. Some yacht-club charity fundraiser thingy. Whitney is insisting, and Kit took her side.” Three wide smiles. “Oh shut up.

Ben yanked Hi sideways as spikes snapped from the wall…Once again, only Ben’s reflexes had saved him. “Please stop doing that!” Ben barked. “Please keep doing that!” Hi warbled.

Ben locked his eyes on mine for a long moment. Then, “How?” “How do you think?” I smiled, then slapped him full across the face

High school popularity is so fickle.

Im studying jerkoffs in the wild," Ben answered dryly. "This seemed like a good chance to view one up close.