"So," she ventured. "You did it to make yourself look cool, and to keep your hands busy?" A single brow arched skyward as she dipped her head forward, pinning him with a look that was edging towards indulgence.

At thirteen Peyton had just moved for the second time in three years. There had not been a pool. There was however a little sister to take care of, and an emotionally unstable father to worry over. Looking cool hadn't really been at the top of her priorities.

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