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placed it in the center of the table and nudged Angela. “I have to go to the bathroom and then I have a call to make. I’ll be outside when you’re ready.”
    “Damn! You got the shits, girl?” Alton yelped. “That burger gave you the runs?”
    “If it did, you gave me a double portion with the way you were dragging on the courts today,” I hissed and left the booth.
    Twenty five minutes later, as I sat in the small waiting area, they all came out of the diner, loud and boisterous as I’d left them. Goodbyes were made—or should I say, Angela gave her goodbyes to a disinterested Stenton, and Alton answered for him. I got told off the entire ride back to Princeton. Angela accused me of being standoffish.
    “You didn’t have to pay for your own food, Zo. You looked like such an amateur. Everybody knows that when you go out with ballers—pun intended—you don’t pay for anything.”
    “It was my food. It was only a burger and fries,” I argued.
    “Ughhhh! That’s not the point, Zo! You didn’t have to pay. Then they expected me to follow suit!”
    I was sure they didn’t. Angela’s conscience did.
    “I could’ve covered you if you didn’t have it, Ang.”
    She banged her head against the steering wheel, exasperated. “Tomorrow— if we’re lucky enough to get to hang out with them—you don’t give Alton any shit, and you don’t pay.”
    “Okay, Ang, but do you think your chances are better with Alton than Stenton? I mean, he seemed pretty adamant about being faithful to his girlfriend. And Alton practically begged for your attention. If you’re going to have a willing adulterer, Alton seems to be your man.”
    Ang let out a hard laugh. “You can be so dense. Please, Zo! They all cheat! There is not one faithful man in the NBA, NFL, MLB or any other sport. They all fuck around!”
    I nodded, taking in all of her words. I didn ’t argue. I never challenged Angela on things she professed to know and I had no knowledge of. The subject of men was a topic that she could run circles around my head with. I wasn’t as experienced in relationships as she was.
    After wrapping up that scolding conversation, I took to my dorm and engaged in a much needed nap. I slept for three hours, waking up in just enough time to get to class.
    While walking back to my dorm for the night, I went into Facebook, still hoping to catch that video from Bernard. What I found immediately was a friend request and a new inbox. The friend request was from a Notnet Srego . That was a strange name and I initially thought it was spam until I went into the inbox and found a message from this person.
    Have you taken that philosophy course yet?
    Huhn?
    I replied: What’s up with the profile name?
    Anonymity.
    That was a bit strange to me. Because it was school related, I decided to accept it and hold off on replying. I then went into my timeline and found the video finally. I watched it several times before passing out that night, so proud that a piece of the talent in the choir’s harmonious sounds came from my church.
    The next day, we g ot invited to lunch with the guys again. And that day, I did temper my words and reactions to Alton’s crassness at the diner.
    “ Yo, last week, I had this squirter!” he announced with so much emotion that he seemed pained, as we sat in the same booth.
    “Fuck, bro, them squirters be the shit!” one of the two random guys, whose name I just learned was Travis, chimed in excitedly.
    I had no idea what a squirter was. In fact, there were lots of topics they discussed that I had no clue of. It was as if we weren’t there. I thought the purpose of going out with them was to interact with them—well, at least for Angela. We all sat in the same seats for the most part. Only today, Alton sat right next to Angela. Something was in the air.
    “That bitch had me screaming when she was coming in my face,” Alton croaked on a laugh, as did his friends. Stenton even chuckled at that comment. Alton