Harlem Lee was pointing at Harvey York with his nose.

“That’s right! If you can’t even buy a bicycle, you won’t be able to hide the poor stench on you no matter what!”

“I like riding on my scooter. What does it have to do with any of you?

Harvey parked the scooter before glaring at Harlem and the others.

“Good dogs don’t get in the way of other people.”

“Are you calling me a dog, Harvey?

Harlem let out a scoff.

“You were scared witless by Kade Bolton just last night! If I didn’t do everyt