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Her feet came to a grinding halt and she swung back to face me. “Why don’t you like me?”
“Why does it matter to you?”
My words stumped her and she shook her head again. “We’re in the same class – have been for almost a year now, and still, you act like I don’t exist. I’m a nice person, okay. I have never said a bad word to you, but you avoid me like the plague. You’re never nice to me at school, and I don’t get it.” She blew out a heavy breath. “What changed?”
“Nothing.”
“Bullshit,” she snapped. “You were into me on that first day, and then suddenly you weren’t. So, what changed?”
My life fell apart and I realized you were my boss’s daughter.
“Nothing.”
“You are such a liar!” she argued, unwilling to back the hell down like I needed her to. “We hit it off and you know we did.”
“It’s not a crime for a fella to change his mind, Molloy,” I deadpanned. “Take it on the chin and leave it alone, will ya?”
“Maybe I could if you didn’t purposefully avoid me.”
“I don’t avoid you.”
“Youconstantlyavoid me,” she corrected. “You only speak to me when you have to – and that’s usually only when my father’s around to mock and tease me. You talk to all of the other girls in our class, Joey.Allof them. But not me. Never me.”
Be glad,I thought to myself.
“You have a fella,” I reminded her, the thought souring my mind. “Why would youwantme to talk to you?”
“How about to be nice?”
“I’m not nice.”
“Yes, you are.”
“No, I’m not.”
“Say something nice to me.”
“Molloy.”
“Come on,” she demanded. “Do it. I dare you.”
“You have nice legs,” I offered flatly. “There, happy now?”
“You can be nice to the other girls in our class, but not me,” she argued.
“Molloy…”
“I’ve seen you be nice to Danielle Long, and Rebecca Falvey – and a ton of other girls from our year.”
I gave her a pointed look that said all I needed to say about that.
“You were withallof them?” she demanded and then groaned. “That’s disgusting.”
“No more disgusting than you letting Paul Rice put his hands in your knickers last week.”
Her face flushed bright pink. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me.” With a concoction of fucked-up feelings swelling up inside of me, I couldn’t help but taunt her. “Lace pink thong, from what I hear. How long have you been going out with him? A week now? He sure found a way into your knickers quickly enough.”
