Henry sneered. “Think that’s the weird kid in the middle school. You know, that weirdo.” Then in a louder voice, so Logan knew he was spoken to: “You don’t have to be that nice, dude. It’s not worth it – hanging out with a bunch of jerks and all that.”
“Yeah. Let’s go skateboarding.” Brad looked at Logan expectantly and put his hands on the bar, ready to take off.
Logan sighed. “That’d be cool, pals…”
Brad gave him a strange look, accompanied by a look of slight irritation. “But?” He could see the redhead really wanted to go, except something was holding him back.