"You don't have any reason to feel humiliated," she said sternly, looking at him. "There's nothing wrong with you."
"Trey's slumming." She looked back to the street. "He's mad at the world over his dad's death and punishing it by hanging out with the Wrong Kind of Girl for his social class. He'll get over it soon enough." Even to her own ears that sounded weak, but she didn't know what to think about Trey at this point. Nice guy, hot as anything, but there was something...off about him. Not bad, just not...balanced.
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