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her wet rag toward a bucket of water ten feet away. She missed.
    “So when’s Logan coming?” Kate said. “I thought he was going to help.”
    Logan, Claire’s best friend, stood in as the band’s bass player whenever they needed someone. They’d needed him the last six months.
    “He is, but he had to pick his dad up from work at—” Claire had a hard time saying the name without tasting acid. “—Bodian Dynamics.”
    Steph stood up, her gaze toward the road. “That’s where everyone’s dad works, including these two jokers.”
    Claire turned around. From down the road, two familiar bullet bikes raced toward them.
    Kate’s head swiveled toward her, her expression serious. “No fighting, Claire, okay?” She smoothed her hair back and smacked her lips.
    Corey Jenkins, who’d moved here their sophomore year, and his best friend, Ethan Reynolds, pulled into the parking lot. Corey stopped his bike inches from hitting Kate, but Ethan hung back. That seemed to be his thing. And getting straight A’s. Claire had always been envious of Ethan’s brain and laid back nature. That’s why she’d fallen hard for him a couple of years ago, but then Valerie had died and she’d had that whole incident with her father. Corey moving to town was just another blow. Ever since then, she and Ethan rarely spoke.
    “Hey, Kate,” Corey said. “You’re looking good in white.”
    Claire moved next to her protectively and asked, “What are you doing here?”
    Corey was the only boy she couldn’t stand at Bandon High. Last year he and Kate had dated for almost eight months, but it ended badly when Kate caught him cheating with a freshman. Even though Kate was the one who had broke it off, it was obvious she still liked him. 
    Corey raked his fingers through his sandy, blond hair. “I hear you guys are raising money for your band. What’s the name again—My Big Fat Thighs?”
    He laughed, and Kate joined in.
    Claire looked at her, appalled. “That’s not funny, Kate.”
    “It’s My Beautiful Demise ,” Steph said. She continued to slap at the ground with the rag.
    Kate’s smile faded when she saw that Steph didn’t like Corey’s joke either. “What do you need, Corey?” she asked.
    “Our bikes washed.” His eyes stayed on Kate.
    “We don’t do bikes,” Claire said.
    Corey turned to her. “Why not? I hear you do everything else.”
    “You’re such a—”
    “Of course we’ll wash your bikes,” Kate interrupted, rolling her lucky guitar pick in and out of her fingers.
    “How much?” Ethan said from behind Corey. He raised his sunglasses to his forehead, pushing back dark, shaggy hair. 
    “Five dollars for both,” Kate said.
    “Ten,” Claire corrected.
    “Does the principal know you’re here?” Corey asked. “Last I heard only organized clubs could earn money on school property.”
    “Mrs. Summers said it was fine.”
    “Since when does it matter what she says?”
    “Since when does it matter what you say?”
    Corey smirked. “Hey Ethan,” he said over his shoulder. “Weren’t you just saying that you saw Claire’s mom on the street corner turning tricks?”
    Claire kicked the front of Corey’s bike as hard as she could, nearly knocking it and Corey to the ground. Both Corey and Ethan jumped from their bikes, Corey to lash back at Claire, and Ethan to stop him.
    Corey reached for Claire over Ethan’s shoulder.
    “Lay off, man,” Ethan was saying, trying to calm Corey down.
    “Let him go,” Claire said, adrenaline coursing through her blood. “I heard he hits like a girl!”
    Kate pulled her back. “Chill out, Claire!”
    By this time Steph was standing too.
    “Why don’t you get more towels?” Steph asked, nudging her in the opposite direction. “I didn’t bring enough.”
    “You want me to drive all the way home?” Claire asked, resenting the distraction. Her house was ten minutes away.
    “No. Just borrow some from the girl’s locker room. No one will know.”
    “Unless