" Look. I don't expect you to spill your guts to me. Your business is your business. Dress how you want to dress. Let people wonder. Fuck 'em." I smile.Solo raised a finger. " But you've got to stop looking for a fight every time someone makes a comment. High school sucks for everyone." I feel my smile fade, and I sit back in the chair. " It kind of feels like you're defending those guys." Solo shrugs. " There will always be guys like Jim Vickers. But I'm not going to let them stop me from doing what I want. And neither should you. "