Chase Hawkins was crushed. "..."
He had to admit... that was a fair point.
He was a fan of Holly Winslow's looks, but he didn't have the guts to become Mortimer Quincy's cousin-in-law.
Paul Powell let out a boisterous "HAHA" and said, "Exactly. Even if she were attached to your hip, she'd still have nothing to do with you."
Chase didn't dare get mad at Mortimer, but he had no such qualms about Paul. He shot an elbow back at him. "Luna Lynch has nothing to do with you, either."
"Quincy, I'm gonna kill you!"
Furious from the embarrassment, Paul Powell tried to put him in a headlock, and the two started wrestling right then and there.
The others laughed as they watched the spectacle.
Just then, someone from Class 5 bought a large bag of water and passed it out to the boys. Shane Lester glanced at Holly Winslow in the distance, hesitated for a moment, then walked over. "Holly, here's a drink for you."
