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Later that night, I’m hanging out with Miles and two other guys from our team, Siska and Bellamoore.
“Dude, you gotta get that grade up. You can’t get suspended right before playoffs,” Miles says and takes a swig of his smoothie.
We all try to eat pretty clean, but Miles is by far the most obsessive about what goes into his mouth. I swear the guy knows the ingredients and nutritional value of everything that passes his lips.
“Why do you think I have a tutor three times a week now?” I groan and sink back into the couch cushion. “Oh, and my NFL Sundays are gone with it.”
This is gonna suck. Any day but Sunday. Not exactly like I can ask her to move her schedule around when she’s doing me the favor.
“And Jimmy, the mechanic, is charging me a thousand bucks for the truck repai
