He pressed his lips together and looked away. “Sorry. I was just remembering the time we played basketball over there and I whipped your .”

You glanced across the park to the empty basketball courts and scoffed. “Yeah right. You must be thinking of someone else. I am great at basketball.” You tried not to smile. That was a lie, and you both knew it.

“No, I’m pretty sure it was you ‘cause you kept getting distracted by the squirrels running around the trees.” He grinned his stupid little grin at you and you playfully shoved him.