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Chapter 25: Salmonella Explosion
Since it was their last day today, they wanted to pack as much fun into it as possible. They had all agreed to be up by seven to get an early start. Tony walked out of the bathroom and immediately saw what the source of the crash was. It appeared that Kat and Dillon tried to start on breakfast, but Kat had dropped a bowl of a dozen pre-cracked eggs on the floor. Worse yet, egg had splashed all over her front and face. She sat at the breakfast bar with a shocked expression, while Brenden hysterically cackled next to her as he held his sides.
Tony turned to look at Dillon in
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Tony looked down at him and smiled warmly when they got in line for the toll booth. He was sort of... cute? Was that the right word? It's not like he would ever tell anyone, especially Dillon, that he thought his best friend was kind of cute(?). The peaceful expression his sleepy, innocent face displayed was just so... pure. Like he didn't have a care in the world. Right after Tony paid the toll and merged onto the ramp that led off of the Atlantic City Expressway, he heard Dillon say something too quiet for him to hear. He rolled the window back up so he could ask him to repeat what he said. "You say somethin', man?" Tony asked softly. He glanced over at Dillon. His eyes were closed but he had a grin on his face. "Thank you. Everything was incredible. Best summer ever," He said a bit louder. His grin turned into a million watt smile. "Thank you. For comin' with me. It wouldn't have been nearly as fun." "Y-yea? I don't know why yer thankin' me, haha. You... uh, you made my first
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The Wildwood trip had been incredible and Dillon was happy that they had gotten so close. He got the opportunity to focus on Tony and make him feel better. That happiness had lasted a good couple weeks after and he had hung out with Tony almost
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The bell rang at last and it was sort of nostalgic to Dillon to see everyone file out of their classrooms. Many his age would disagree, but he got bored with summer very easily. Every year by August he became anxious and started to chomp at the bit to get back into the swing of academia. Just up ahead, Dillon saw as Brenden came out of his shop class. Once he caught
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Dillon was pissed and devastated as he pulled open the door and made his way out of the shop. As he felt that signature 'sting behind his eyes', he walked toward the garages. This had been one of the best friendships he'd ever had and he walked away from it ashamed and heartbroken. Dillon was right. Tony did know. While he knew that this day would come sooner rather than later, it crushed his soul all the same. He would never hold anybody close after this. No, not one. He'd learned his lesson. There would be no successive best friend after that... that humiliation. When he made it to the hall that led to the first garage, his ears perked up when he heard a door slam from further inside the building. He shrugged it off until a second later when his bags were ripped from his hands and cast onto the floor. Next thing he knew, Tony spun him around by the shoulder and shoved him hard into the wall behind, one hand fisted tightly in his shirt and the other fisted on the wall next to his h
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Tony stood close to Dillon as he processed everything in his little teenage mind. The kid was cute even at a crossroads in his life. He could sense the hesitancy come off of him in waves. There had to be something that Tony could do to ease him, however temporarily. What could he really do, though? This was
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Once he got to his locker, he quickly slipped into his tank top and shirt and grabbed his overly packed keyring. Then he swiftly threw on his bike jacket and grabbed Dillon's(which he didn't know about yet), then walked out of the garage towards the side of the building. It was a beautiful day, and he needed a smoke. He reached into his jacket pocket, grabbed his Marlboros and zippo and lit up. A moment later, Tony rounded the corner to the back of the building where Harley was as Dillon leaned on her and flipped through his phone."Uh,
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Wait time was over. They both had accepted the non-verbal compromise, which was confirmed by the quick nod he gave Tony before he removed his shirt. In his anger, he felt a pang of happiness to have one who could communicate with him without words. It was a little scary how much one knew the other's thoughts.
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