Trent’s perspective

I look at Michael after he called Zack, ‘Zacky’. If I called him ‘Zacky’, I’d be dead. This guy is special to Zack and he doesn’t know it.

“Hey Michael,” Trent whispers to Michael.

Michael looks at him. “Hmm?”

“Zack likes you. If I called him Zacky, I’d be dead. You’re lucky,” I say.

Michael blushes. “You think?” 

“No, I know,” I reply. 

Zack glares at me. “What are you talking about?” Zack asks.

“We’re talking about your height. I envy you a little bit, Zack,” I admit.

Zack looks at Michael and Michael nods.

“You do realize Michael is taller than me by at least 6 inches, right?” Zack says.

I look at Michael, then at Zack and notice the height difference.

“Oh. I realize now,” I reply.

The rest of the walk home is silent.