"I still can't believe you're hanging out with that girl," Abe muttered. "I thought people were kidding, but I saw you."
I rolled my eyes and looked away. We were on the football field even if it was out of season. A habit that never died even during spring and I pretended to be en-grossed with the runners doing laps around the track.
"Why do you say that like it's a crime?"
He smirked. "It's just unlike you, and it is all over the school. Girls keep coming up to me and asking me about it like it's any of my business in the first place."
Abe smacked my shoulder, and I frowned. He was a quarterback on the team, and he was a big guy. He was also one of the guys I regularly hung out with.
Mason, the team's linebacker, grinned as he smacked me on my other shoulder.
"Tell the truth; she's the same girl you've been blow-ing us off for, right? Tell us her name."
"Would you guys shut up," I grumbled.