The Bronze Key

Call gave an airy wave. “Well, you never know what you’ve missed when you’ve been passed out, right?”

“Why would they have girlfriends?” Tamara sounded shocked.

“Vote of confidence there, Tamara,” said Call.

“You can’t!” Call said. “Also, what is the deal with everyone wanting to knock me out?”

“It must be something about your face,” Tamara said,

“Or just leave,” Aaron said coldly, getting to his feet. “That would be okay, too.”

Tamara’s eyebrows went up. Call’s mouth had dropped opened a little. Aaron just didn’t talk to people like that. Aaron didn’t usually look at people the way Aaron was looking at Jasper, either: like he was going to punch him square in the face.

Call found himself with an overwhelming desire for popcorn.