“Hey, Bro,” Pontius called, rushing up to Gideon’s locker at the Riverpointe Christian Academy in Charleston.
“Hey, yourself.” Gideon was a bit suspicious: his younger brother rarely talked to him at school. Sometimes he didn’t even accept a ride home, preferring to call one of the Gemstone drivers to avoid being seen with a “glee club nerd.” An odd insult, since Gideon didn’t belong to Glee Club.
"Ok, here’s the thing. I want to have a sleepover Friday night, and you have to come."
"No way, José! 16-year olds do not go to slumber parties.”
“You used to like them.”
“Sure, gu5 I used to like Battlebots, too. I grew up.”
From his 10th birthday until last year, when he graduated to the high school building at the Academy, Gideon and Pontius hosted sleepovers at least once a month. They each invited two or three boys, plus their younger brother Abraham by default. They spent the night playing video games, watching tv, eating snacks, and bragging about how late they were staying up. Then they bedded down in the Kid Guest Room, Pontius and Abraham on the top bunk, Gideon and another boy “on the bottom,” and the rest in sleeping bags. Gideon always took awhile to choose his bed partner: not necessarily his best friend. Maybe even one of Pontius’s friends, if he was cute.
How did I know which boys were cute? Gideon thought, surprised by the memory. Why did I care?
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