Page 110 of Reject (Academy of Misfits 2)

“Ford, put the whisky back down,” Cal demands.

“What, you gonna tell us we’re not old enough to drink?” he scoffs.

“You’re not old enough to drink.”

“And I don’t give a shit. Who’s coming?”

Eastern gets up, pulling me with him. “Damn straight. It’s been a long fucking few weeks. You in Asia?

“Hell, yes,” I say.

“Sonny?”

Sonny looks between Ford and his foster parents, then shrugs. “There’s no more than a couple of shots each left in that bottle and most of us are almost eighteen anyway. Where’s the harm? ”

“Fuck sake. Goddamn teenagers,” I hear Bryce grumble, but he doesn’t try to stop us.

Ford heads towards the door. He stops at the threshold looking over his shoulder at Camden. “You coming?”

“Yeah, I guess I am,” he replies.

A look passes between them. A look that isn’t filled with hate and distrust and whilst they’re a long way from being friends, it’s a step in the right direction.