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Marie Lynch
I archeda brow and smiled to myself.
Not bad.
"Did you score with her?"
“Who?” I asked, distracted, as I carved my initials into the desk with his compass.
“The virgin Mary,” Podge replied drolly. ”Who’d you think?”
"Did he score with who?" Alec Dempsey asked, turning back in his seat to talk to us. His curious gaze flicked from Podge’s face to mine. “Who’d ya score with, Lynchy?”
“No one.”
“Aoife Molloy.”
“Oh shit, lad. I thought that was just banter. You actually rode her?” Alec’s eyes widened. “Is that why the fight broke out?”
“No.”
“No?”
“No,” I repeated slowly. “What part of the word no is so hard to grasp?”
My gaze flicked to Ricey then, and he quickly turned his attention to the front of the class, avoiding eye contact.
I smirked, enjoying his discomfort.
Now this piece of shit, I had no problem ignoring, and with the exception of a few passing comments when we had to play together, I went about my business pretending that he didn’t exist.
I’d shown him with my fists how I felt about him that day, and he had the good sense to keep a wide berth of me since.
“Of course he did,” Podge accused, winking at Alec. “That’s why she’s always staring at him.”
“Lad, she is by far the best-looking girl in our year,” he groaned. “Maybe in the whole school.”
There was no maybe about it.
Molloy’s claim on that particular title was undisputed.
“That’s why Ricey’s so obsessed with her. He has to have the best of everything and be the best at everything. He hardly ever lets the girl out of his sight,” Alec offered, and then his eyes bulged in his head. “Seriously, lads, he’s fairly obsessed with Aoife and would lose his shit if she went behind his back… Holy fuck, did you score with her at the garage? That’s where you work with her da, isn’t it?”
“She’d be there without Ricey,” Podge offered. “It’s a good opportunity to get some alone time.”
“Oh my god, lad, it’s perfect,” Alec agreed with an enthusiastic nod. “That’s how you fucked her without him catching you, isn’t it?”
I narrowed my eyes in disgust. “See, this is exactly how the rumor mill gets started around here.”
"I’m surprised you could pry her legs open," Mike Maloney laughed, as he joined in the conversation. “From what I hear, she’s tighter than a—
“Finish that sentence,” I said coldly. “Go on, I dare you. See what happens.”
"And you'd know a lot about prying a girl’s legs open, wouldn’t you, Mike, with that big frigit head on ya,” Podge chuckled, trying to steer the conversation back to warmer waters – back to safety. “If you say that you weren’t with her, then I’ll take your word for it, Joe.”
“There’s no other way to take the truth,” I said flatly.
“Jesus, she’s a serious ride, though,” Mike added, sighing. “Ricey is some jammy fucker to have managed to convince her to go out with him.”
