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Cheers and laughter erupted around us, but I was too furious to take into account anything other than my thirst for revenge.
“Joey,” I seethed, teeth chattering, as I tried and failed to heave myself out of the sink. “You are so dead.”
“I’m right here,” he taunted, narrowly dodging my nails when I tried to scratch at his chest. “Come and get me, witch.”
“Stop it, the pair of you, right this instant!”
“I swear to all that’s holy, when I get out of this sink, I am going to inflict the world of pain on you, Joey Lynch.”
“Aoife Molloy!”
“Sounds like you need to cool down, Molloy,” he shot back, before reaching for the cold tap and turning it on full blast, soaking whatever parts of my body that had previously been spared from his assault. “Better?”
“Joseph Lynch!”
“Oh my god, help me, you bastard!” I screamed, with my ass thoroughly wedged in the sink, as water sprayed and ricocheted everywhere. “I’m stuck.”
“Good,” he roared back at me, as he scooped clumps of washing up liquid off his chest and face. “Stay there.”
“D-dammit J-Joey.” Gasping, and spluttering, I scrambled to turn off the tap that was spraying arctic water on top of me. “I’m c-cold.”
“And I’m warm?” Depositing the goo on the tiled classroom floor, he repeated the move several times, trying and failing to rid himself of green gunk. “You’re a pain in my hole, Molloy.”
“Jo-jo-joey!” I screamed, teeth chattering violently. “H-help!”
“Fine,” he snapped, exasperated, as he moved to come get me. “But I’m warning ya now—“ Slip sliding on the floor, he righted himself before he fell and regained his balance. “Jesus Christ, the floor’s a death trap.”
“Sh-shut up and s-save me, asshole.”
“Don’t you take that tone with me,” he warned, pointing a finger at me, as he hastily skated the rest of the way over to me. “I’m warning you, Molloy, if you pull anymore stunts, you’re going straight back in the sink for a time-out.”
Ignoring our classmates who were all reveling in my misfortune, I wrapped my arms around Joey’s neck, and tried to help him free me from the sink.
“Shit,” he muttered. “You really are stuck.”
“I t-told y-you,” I strangled out, clinging to him like a drowned cat. “G-get me o-out of he-here!”
“I’mtrying,” he bit out. “It’s your ass.”
“If you s-say that m-my ass is f-fat, I’m g-going to s-scream.”
“Your ass is perfect.” Reaching up to grease his hands with washing up liquid from his hair, he tried and failed to un-wedge my hips. “It’s this goddamn sink that’s the problem.”
“Jo-joe…”
“Hang on a sec; I have an idea.”
“What the h-hell are you d-doing?” I choked out, when he pushed his hand between my clamped thighs and cupped methere. “Joey!”
“My bad.” With a deep frown etched on his face, he slid his hand in further until he was gripping my ass cheek. “Okay, now clench.”
“Wh-what?”
“Squeezeyour ass, Molloy. You squeeze and I’ll pull. On three, okay? One, two, three—“
“Ugh!” I squealed, clenching my ass cheeks so tight they went into spasm. Thankfully, it did the trick, and I was propelled out of the sink and into his arms.
“Wah-hey!” Several of our classmates cheered, erupting in a chorus of clapping.
