Chapter8

#Chapter8

You have friends; I have cousins

Oliver

I let nature takes its course with Conner. I’m not sure how that helps me, but I figure it will. Then again, monkeys might fly out of my butt.

/"Why don’t you corner Conner?/" Jayden asked me.

/"Why don’t you cut your hair? It’s one of life’s mysteries./"

Kayden snickered.

/"The ladies love my hair./" Jayden patted the horror on his head.

I get guys grow out their hair, but Jayden’s head looks like a ball. I wouldn’t mind punting it into the sky.

/"No girl likes a guy with unruly hair. That’s why I keep mine short,/" Grayson said.

/"You look like military school ejected you,/" Jayden said.

Grayson rolled his eyes. /"My dad is half Mexican and half Irish. Have you ever seen red curly hair that poofs out? That’s what happens to my hair./"

/"Yeah, but girls dig a ginger,/" Kayden said.