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Jorge wasn’t at school yet—he had one more week.

That didn’t stop familiar eyes from following them around the halls. It wasn’t as bad as right after Rose Town. Only the people who had been at Will’s seemed to be staring, but it was near enough.

Walt seemed pleased, but it was bothering Hollis.

Timothy looked over at him the minute he sat down.

“Hey.”

“Hey,” Walt replied.

Timothy said nothing to him until the end of class, while he was shoving his things in his backpack.

“James wants you to come by his gym. I know you said you weren’t interested, but he’s a hard guy to shake.”

“He looking for a rematch?” Walt asked.

“Fuck no.” Timothy smirked. “But he has a match and wants to let you know you’re welcome to watch. See if you change your mind.”

Timothy swung his bag over his shoulder.

“You can say yes or no.”

I don’t know if this is a good idea.

“Tell him I’m busy tonight, but I’m open to the next one.”

Timothy nodded. He handed Walt his phone.

“Put your number in.”