it.â
I roll my eyes.
âJust so Iâm up on all of this, who knows youâre bi?â
âPretty much my whole family except for my great-aunt Alba, but thatâs just because sheâs senile, you, your parents, your brother, Buster, Sawyer, and Maddie. Why, did you hear something?â
âNope. But whoâs going to gossip about you to me?â
âAn excellent point.â
âI guess what I donât understand is why you seem nervous about coming out to her when so many people already know.â
âAnother excellent point.â I chew my lip. âI guess itâs just different with Ruby because, I donât know, she might not like me as much after she knows. Or something.â
âIf thatâs the case, then sheâs basically just an asshole.â
âI know.â
I make a sharp left into the Dunkinâ Donuts parking lot and gun the engine toward the drive-through.
âYou could warn a guy,â Gideon says, rubbing his throat where the seat belt cut into his neck.
âHey, Gideon, weâre going to Dunkinâ Donuts,â I say.
âThanks for the heads-up,â he says.
âI had a Lord of the Rings marathon last night,â I tell him after I place our order.
âIs that why you were actually running late?â
âUm, maybe,â I say.
âYou watched without me? I thought we were saving it for spring break.â
âWell, we were, but I donât know, I couldnât sleep. I was thinking too much about coming out to Ruby. I only watched the first two and not the extended editions!â
âOh,â he says, his voice quiet.
âAnyway, I was thinkingââ
âWeâre not having the conversation about the eagles again. Weâre not going down that road. Our friendship cannot withstand that debate.â
âIâm not talking about that,â I say, trying to get him to listen.
âGood. Iâm not prepared for that debate at 7:32 in the morning.â
âIâm mostly just wondering what would happen if someone swallowed the ring,â I say when I finally park the car on the side street next to the high school.
âWhy would anyone swallow the ring?â he asks.
âI donât know. But hypothetically, what do you think would happen?â
Gideon shakes his head and continues walking toward the front doors.
âNo, but really, Gid, come on. I thought we could have a nice conversation about this!â I call after him.
âItâs not going to end well,â he says over his shoulder as I catch up.
âBut just think about it.â
He rolls his eyes, but I can tell heâs going to think about it. This is how it is, was, and always will be between Gideon and me.
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Ruby
I donât really understand why people hate pep rallies.
Iâm head cheerleader. I probably love them by default. Thereâs a semi-decent chance that Iâm biased about the whole thing. But really, whatâs not to like?
People are so anti-pep that the administration had to move all pep rallies to the middle of the day so that everyone would stop cutting them at the end of the day.
I mean, I guess itâs always nice to get out of school early. Maybe if I didnât have to cheer during them, Iâd want to leave, too.
But what I really donât understand is why Gideon Berko is currently sitting in the bleachers going over flash cards. Probably SAT vocabulary.
Instead of trying to understand him, I just clap my hands and shake my pom-poms even harder. Itâs the least I can do for Kyle, whoâs so bashful during these things it makes me want to prod him out into the spotlight. His hands are shoved deep into his pockets, and heâs shaking his head just the right way so his hair falls in his eyes. But heâs smiling. He canât hide the fact that heâs smiling.
Heâs a good boyfriend. An amazing one, even. Probably the