I felt a complexity of emotions all at once. Guilty that I was the indirect reason Kyle got in trouble. Happy that he was defending me. Angry that Austin would say anything about me when I haven't ever done anything to him. I clenched my fists.
Kyle laughed when he noticed. "Hey, hey, be calm. Don't be like me. It's fine. It's over with. I made a mistake and made up for it."
"I'm sorry." I said.
He laughed again. "Nothing you have to apologize for. If anything, it's Austin that owes you an apology."
"I don't even know what he said." I looked up at him, waiting.
Kyle pushed my hat down over my eyes. "You don't need to know. Jerks like him don't need your attention. Just keep doing you."
I fixed my hat. I couldn't understand Kyle. Saying things like I shouldn't care or pay attention, but he was the one who lost his cool. If he can get mad on my behalf, why can't I also be mad?
