"Nobody," Scott muttered.
Just what I need, Frosty thinking I like her too, he thought with disgust. Which I don't…. right?
Turning to Debbie he shook his head. "I don't like her. Don't ask stupid questions."
She frowned. "It's hardly stupid. You act differently around her. And I've seen you watch her."
Scott scoffed. "That doesn't mean anything."
"It does!"
"It doesn't."
"It does."
Frosty looked between the two, trying to put the pieces together.
"You just don't want to admit it," Debbie accused.
"I told you I don't!"
The shutter clicked in Frosty's mind. "Are you talking about Nancy?"