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"Sup, Anthony," the very tall and lanky Oleg greeted me.

I was surprised to see him talking to me. We were usually on good terms with each other, though he and I had our spats in the past. Our fights were mostly harmless and usually took place online in the form of instant messages. It was also odd to see him sitting so far up. He was one of the ones that liked to sit at the extreme back of the bus.

"Hey man, what's going on?" I inquisitively asked.

"Not much, not much," he replied, waiting for someone to pass by him before continuing. "Yo, some guys at school were talking to me about you."

"Oh yeah?" I curiously asked, sitting up a bit. "What's the word?"

"Word is they want you to hang with us. You want in?"

I smirked and shrugged. "Don’t know man, I'm pretty busy..."

"Oh come on, don't give me that shit," he replied, leaning back a bit as someone else passed by.

"Yeah, okay, I'll hang. Where at and when?"

"Behind the new flower shop. You know, at the far end of town. We're gonna be