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"Are you slow fuckers coming or what?"

Steve just shook his head. Kevin was the worst kind of douche. The self-centered, inconsiderate, vain, foul-mouthed, horny, sexist, bigoted, moronic kind. Steve wasn't at all sold at first when Emma suggested to invite him to their spring break. A full week up in the lake house with Joe, Simon, Oliver, Emma, and Amelia to start the countdown of their junior year. Next year they would be seniors, with all that meant with parties and studies. It was that last part about studies and tests that had them all worried, and when Emma told them her plan to invite Kevin they were all very hesitant. But the more they discussed it, the more sense it made. If they could manage to sweet talk Kevin to join them for the week they would have all the time they needed with Amelia's talisman. There, in the lake cabin, out of view and contact with any parents, or any grown-ups for that matter, they could dial in the perfect irresponsible, all party, fuck y'all personality they needed to bring down the class average. And no one brought that average up more than Kevin. A splash of neurological disorders, ADHD, inattention, dyslexia, and whatever else she put in there would make sure he really tanked the test scores. Then a smoking hot body as an apology. That wasn't purely one-sided either, it turned out. They are at the lake after all, and the only thing covering his abs for the past two days, however briefly, had been a towel and Emma.

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