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When she looks at me with pity, I want to ask her what I’ve done wrong. Instead, I stay quiet, feeling that would be the wise thing to do.
“My mum’s boobs were called Lennie and Rennie. Rennie always pissed her off because it was a little bit bigger than Lennie.”
“Are you serious?”
“As a heart attack.”
“I’ve never got that saying,” I mutter, ignoring Banner’s high-pitched laughter.
“It’s fine, Becky, we’ll name Emma’s, Foxy and Roxy.”
Becky bends down to see into the car. “Dude, you can’t go naming some chick’s tits. Uncool. You wouldn’t like us naming your balls.”
He chokes on his laughter and starts banging his chest as he coughs through it. I laugh with him, even though I know I’m going to get shit for this later.
“Banner, pull yourself together. I’ll wait for you by the doors. They have the front entrance open again.”
He’s still laughing as I step out of the car, the cold wind whipping my hair around my face.
“Wait, Emma.”
With one hand on the roof of the car, I bend down to answer him. “Yeah?”
“You can name my balls any day.” He winks, looking sexy as hell, and I blush. It’s bad enough he’s talking about his balls, let alone winking at me while he’s doing so.
I shake my head at him. “Ah, we can call them Itty and Bitty.”
His laughter comes to a sudden stop, a horrified expression on his face. “My balls aren’t itty or bitty!” I wink at him before pulling back, slamming the door shut behind me, muffling his voice. “They’re more like rocky and stocky.”
Becky and I start making our way down the path to the English building. “Rocky and Stocky are good names,” she says with a straight face. When she sees my wide-eyed expression, she bursts out laughing.
“Can we change the subject?” I mutter dryly.
“Yeah,” she answers, sorting herself out. Once she stops laughing, she continues, her voice serious now. “What are we going to do about Mr. Flint?”
Ah, crap!
“I’m glad you mentioned him. I think we should record our classes with him. How much battery do you have?”
We both pull out our phones, and I wince when I see hers. “Not much. I forgot to charge it before I came out. What about you?”
“I’ve got full battery, but I’m more concerned about my storage. I haven’t had chance to get a memory card. I only thought about it this morning.”
“If you can, try to keep your phone hidden on your lap. When you see him walking towards you, just hit record. That way you aren’t recording the whole two hours.”
“I’ll do that.”
“Come on, let’s get this over with,” she says, linking her arm through mine.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Friday’s class with Mr. Flint was a bust, but I’m hoping tonight’s class won’t be. He didn’t come near me the entire lesson, but that only served to make me even warier of him—to still be on alert during his class. Which is why when Banner offered to take me around town on Monday, I said yes, and grabbed a new memory card for my phone. There was no way I was going to run out of storage now.
It was time for me to head to class soon. I just had to meet up with Becky first. The night was clear, no sign of snow or rain in sight. It was nice to have the break from the freezing temperatures. It was still cold, just not as cold as it had been. Which is why I’m looking for my scarf.
“Hey, Mark, have you seen my pink scarf?” I ask, stepping out of my bedroom.
“No. You had it on when you left with Banner this morning, though. Maybe you left it with him.”
