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on his face than forgiveness. I took this as an opportunity to continue. "We came to an understanding on Monday. We're good now, I promise. She said she'd clear things up the next meeting. I'm not a bad guy. I swear!" I was breathily heavily at this point. I don't know if it was fear of being beaten up by such a big guy like Jeff, or if it was just me being sick of this shit, but I had to hold back tears. "I don't care." He finally said. "You yelled back at Phil, and you fucking lied to boot. There's no excuse for that." He started to approach me again. Actually, there was, but I was caught off guard and my mouth refused to work as he approached me. Well, I thought, it sure was a nice life I had. Too bad it had to end so soon. Out of nowhere, like a miracle - no, like a Hand of God giving me a pat on the back, a voice from the crowd yelled out. "Jeff!" It sounded like a senior, a grade 12. I looked past Jeff to see none other than Paul freaking Stevens running out of the crowd. He had a completely urgent look on his face, like aliens were visiting or something. "Jeff," he repeated, grabbing him by the shoulder and spinning him around. "You need to get to the living room, right now." His tone was flecked with genuine fear. "Why? I'm in the middle of something here." Jeff responded a little crossly. "Just go!" Paul all but shouted. Jeff caught his tone of urgency and promptly made for the living room. As soon as he was out of eye-shot, Paul dropped his scared expression and ... looked me dead in the eye. He made a gesture towards a door next to him and whistled. I caught his drift and, not knowing where the door, faithfully followed his gesture, opening the door to find it led me to an empty backyard. He followed and shut the door behind him. "You sure do have a talent for alienating people." Paul calmly said, reaching into a tote bag, pulling out a Coke, and opening it. "You looked scared to death back there." I commented, not knowing what else to say. Paul shrugged while taking a sip of his Coke. "Salvador may get on your nerves from time to time, but he's a damn good teacher." "Fair." I replied. "Thanks for saving my ass back there." "No worries." Paul said casually, taking another sip. "I could totally be on the wrong side about this whole thing, but I've got the nagging feeling that your actions are being misunderstood." I gave an annoyed laugh in agreement, then turned my attention to him. "So what the heck are you even doing here? I thought you weren't popular." He grinned at me. "My words have a way of coming back to bite me in the ass." He commented dryly. He walked around the back of the house until the deck was in view. He motioned for me to follow, then pointed to a person on the deck. "That's my reason for being here, smoking what looks like a blunt." That person was May, sitting on a deck chair, getting high enough to impress Orville Wright. "Holy shit..." I mumbled aloud. I definitely didn't think May was the type. "Yup. Might wanna ...