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myself to say thanks , because I ' m not even sure what I have to thank her for. " Bye , Mom ," is all I say before I walk away. I hate walking away from her , but she did that first , right? Still , it makes me feel like a piece of shit.
    I make my way over to Sebastian , Aspen , and their parents. Automatically my eyes scan for Pris , but she ' s not around.
    " First of all! " Sebastian ' s Mom , Courtney , grabs me and pulls me into a tight hug. " Good job and I ' m proud of you. "
    " Thanks ," I mumble into her hair as I return the hug.
    She pulls away. " And second , I ' ll tell you just like I told him , what in the world were you boys thinking? "
    Sebastian jumps in , " That we ' re sexy and we know it! "
    We both start dancing. Aspen grabs ahold of him while Courtney and her husband Roger laugh. In between giggles she says , " I ... don ' t ... support ... Oh , hell , it was pretty funny. You should have seen the look on your principal ' s face! "
    It takes a good minute for all of us to stop laughing. Once we do , Courtney and Roger tell us goodbye and head for the packed lot.
    " Where ' s Pris? " I ask. " Are we supposed to meet her at the party or something? " Her parents are throwing her a huge party for her graduation. They actually offered to send her and Aspen somewhere , but Pris didn ' t want to go.
    Aspen ' s eyes dart to Sebastian , who answers , " Nah , we ' re not going. I guess they wanted some family thing or whatever. We ' ll meet up with her later. "
    The ground suddenly becomes really interesting to them both. I ' m about to ask what ' s up when it hits me. " They didn ' t want me there. " It ' s not even a question because I know. I ' m sure it would be pretty embarrassing for the DA to have the kid who was just at the police station all busted up , in his house and hanging out with his daughter.
    As I walk away, I toss over my shoulder, " You guys go. I ' ll be cool. " It ' s not like Pris ' s parents were ever really like Bastian ' s or Aspen ' s , but I ' m pretty sure they never would have told Pris they didn ' t want me in their house before " the incident. "
    " Jay , wait up. They ' re assholes. They ' ve always been too good for us. " Sebastian comes after me.
    " No. " I turn to face him. " Not for us. For me . You guys are free to go , remember? I ' m the only one they don ' t want around Pris. " Which I ' m pretty sure isn ' t anything new. I mean , yeah , they ' ve always been civil to me , but I ' m sure if Pris and I had gotten together , they would have blown their lids.
    What is wrong with me? Why the hell does everyone have something against me?
    " So go , have fun. We ' ll hang after or whatever. " When I start to walk away again , Sebastian grabs my arm.
    " Jay ... Stop. "
    I don ' t know what it is about the way he says it , but I listen. I let out a deep breath.
    " We ' re not going anywhere without you. You ' re my BFF. " He cracks a smile and I can ' t help but do the same. Last summer I teased him about Aspen being his BFF and now he uses the saying all the time.
    Even though I don ' t feel it , I try to return his lightness. " Whatever. Just don ' t expect me to paint your nails. "
    " You guys are so weird ," Aspen pipes in , but then she leans her head on my shoulder. " We love you. "
    This is definitely becoming too much for me. " Shh , Bastian ' s not supposed to know about us , remember? " But all I can think about is they are going somewhere without me , they just don ' t know it yet.
    ***
    When we pull up at Sebastian ' s house , Pris is sitting in her car. She definitely shouldn ' t be here right now. She ' s climbing out of her car , when I jump out of the Explorer. " What are you doing here? " I have a feeling , I know.
    Pris shrugs. " The party wasn't really my thing. I made an appearance and left. "
    I groan. It sucks when my best friends feel like they have to babysit me. " Pris— "
    She holds up her hand. " I didn ' t want to be there , okay? End of story. I don '