"Hey, I need to talk about last night."
Miguel hoped to get Hawk's opinion about what happened at Moon's party. He didn't expect his friend's face to go pale.
"O-Oh yeah?" Hawk stuttered, fidgeting with his pen.
Slouching in his chair, ignoring the other kids coming into science class, Miguel sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Yeah. Tory's avoiding me. I think I really screwed up."
Hawk's eyes got wide; it looked like relief had washed over him. "Oh! So you didn't hear…."
"Hear what?" asked Miguel, brows pinching.
"Nothing," said Hawk, smirking now. "So, chick trouble, huh?"
