I said. Traci slid the book and her notebook over to me. “You’re so good at long equations,” she said. “I always lose my place halfway through.” I studied the page of problems. I’d already done this page and handed it in. “Would you like me to explain them to you?” I asked. “Or just do them?” “Just do them,” Traci answered. I picked up a pencil and started to work on the first problem. But I didn’t get very far because Colin came dancing into the room. And what was he holding up in front of him? A pair of white underpants. Colin had a fat, disgusting grin on his face. “Are these yours, Max?” he asked, holding the underpants up by the elastic. “How did they get in my dresser drawer?” He waved them in front of Traci. She put a hand over her mouth and giggled. I could feel my face turning red-hot and knew I was blushing. Colin was just trying to embarrass me—and it was working! Colin raised the underpants to his face and sniffed them. A long, loud sniff.
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