Chapter 17

“Surprise,” DeShawn said, using hiskey to open Patton’shotel room.

“Surprise,” Patton echoed weakly. “What is this?”

“We’re roomies now.”

“Why?”

“Because I thought you would like it,” DeShawn, dropping his bag on the bed closest to the door. The side Patton always claimed for himself.

“Why?”

DeShawn’s face changed a little at that, as if he could now sense the general panic and chaos growing inside of Patton. “Because I thought we were friends now.”

“That doesn’t mean we need to have sleepovers.”

“This isn’t a sleepover. Besides, now if we go out to see the town, you won’t have to worry about waking poor Bob. That guy weighs like four hundred pounds. He probably needs his rest after he spends the day supporting himself.”

“You can’t…just rearrange everything.”

“What’s wrong? Is it because I didn’t ask you? I thought you’d like the surprise.”

“I hate surprises.”

“Nobody really hates surprises.”