"Speaking of dead people," Theo says. "Is anyone going to Jason's thing on Sunday?"
Kade shakes his head. "I'm not."
"Me either," Miles says.
"Why the fuck not?" Theo says. "It's a couple hours. I'll drive."
"We need to let it go, man," Kade says. "It's sad, and I'm sorry the guy's dead, but I don't want to keep reliving it."
"His parents asked us to go," Theo says, getting angry. "He was our teammate. You can't fucking show up for a few minutes?"
"It's not a few minutes," Kade says. "It's going to be an hour of watching his mom cry while his dad talks and they show photos. I sat through all that for the funeral. I'm not doing it again."
"Dante?" Theo says.
He shrugs. "Maybe. I need to think about it."
Theo huffs. "You guys are assholes. Jason is the reason we even came close to going to State and now you won't even go to his memorial service?" He shoves up from his chair, then slams it against the table.
"We already went to his memorial," Kade says, as Theo walks away. Theo flips him off as he continues through dining hall. Kade shakes his head. "Why the hell are his parents doing this again? One memorial wasn't enough?"
"They want to remember him," Alyssa says. "It's not that unusual to do a service on the anniversary of someone's death."
"Fine, but I'm not going."
"But you're going to Kristen's service, right?" Alyssa says in a tone that says he doesn't have a choice.
He blows out a breath. "I don't know."
She glares at him. "What do you mean you don't know? You said you're going with me."
"Yeah, well, maybe I changed my mind." He gets up, taking his tray. "I'm sick of all this dead people shit. I'm sick of going to funerals. We're in high school. We should be going to parties, not funerals."
He walks off.
"Kade, if you don't go to this, we're done!" Alyssa yells. He ignores her. "Sometimes I really hate him." She takes her tray and leaves.
"Told you." Dante holds his hand out to Miles. "Pay up."
"Not until I know for sure they're broken up."
"He left," Dante says. "You know how pissed she gets when he walks out during a fight."
Miles sighs and reaches in his pocket. He hands Dante a twenty dollar bill.
Dante smiles. "Good doing business with you."
"You guys place bets on them breaking up?" I ask Dante.
"Whenthey'll break up, not if. We know they'll break up. They do it all the time. We bet on when they'll break up and when they'll get back together."
"I didn't think he'd fight with her this week," Miles says. "With all the Kristen shit going on."
Dante glances at Miles. "You really not going to Jason's thing?"
"No." Miles is looking at his phone. "Even if I wanted to, I can't. No one can."
"What do you mean?"
