Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 112337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 449(@250wpm)___ 374(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 449(@250wpm)___ 374(@300wpm)
"Oh my God, shut the fuck up!" I growled. "That was a mistake, you said so yourself so just forget it. Let go of me and stay the fuck away from me."
Dominic laughed as he let me drop and watched me stumble a little. He stepped backwards and gestured me towards class with his hands. "I like messing around with you too much to stay away from you, babe." He winked.
"You're a vile, disgustin' creature," I snarled to him as I turned and stormed down the corridor, ignoring some lingering students who got an eyeful and earful of that 'conversation'.
"A vile, disgusting creature who you near enough fucked yesterday!" Dominic called out after me just as I opened the woodwork room door.
Everyone heard him, even Mr. Kelly.
I slammed the door shut behind me. "Move him to a different worktop, sir. I swear to God, I'll stab him if you don't!" I stated to Mr. Kelly, who was just looking at me with wide eyes.
When the door opened to the woodwork room and Dominic strolled in, he headed for my desk, but Mr. Kelly quickly got up to intercept him.
"Actually, Nico, switch seats with Gavin for today. Bronagh seems to be very cross with you, son."
Under-fucking-statement!
"Sure thing, sir," Dominic replied happily.
The horrible fucking bastard.
I was fuming while I shoved my bag under my desk and stormed to the back room to get an apron. When I came back out, the lads in the room, including Dominic and the sir, were looking at me.
"What?" I snapped.
"Nothin'," they all replied in unison and busied themselves with whatever was in front of them.
I glared at them all before moving to the supply room and retrieving my wood that I hid so Dominic wouldn't use them on me. He didn't mess with any of my projects, but I wasn't taking any risks, so I hid my stuff just incase.
When I re-entered the room, nobody paid me any attention, which was good so I went to my worktop and penciled out a design on the wood, marking where I would have to saw and sand.
Gavin took his time moving over to my desk.
"Hey, Bronagh." He smiled.
I returned his smile, because it seemed genuine.
"Hey, Gav," I replied, shocking myself that I used the nickname I've heard the other lads in class call him.
I was allowed to call him that though, since he was technically my first proper kiss ever.
"Are you okay? You seem pretty heated."
I sighed. "I'm fine, just that American prick annoyin' me."
Gavin snorted at me, which made me grin; it was nice that someone else agreed Dominic was a prick.
"You do know what he is sayin' to the lads back there, don't you?" Gavin murmured.
I looked to the back of the room and noticed some of the lads were gathered around Dominic, grinning and knuckle touching him.
"What's he sayin'?" I asked.
"That he was very close to findin' heat in you. He called you an ice-cold bitch. Pretty obvious he was sayin' he almost fucked you."
I gaped at Gavin's bluntness then quickly composed myself. "He is lyin'. We kissed, but it was a horrible mistake. He is just blowin' it out of proportion!"
Gavin looked at me for a moment then nodded. "I believe you, he is probably just sore that he didn't get to go all the way with you. His ego is clearly takin' it bad; that's why he is bein' a prick."
I snorted. "He is naturally a prick," I said making Gavin laugh which got the prick's attention.
I looked at Dominic and noticed him glaring at Gavin's back before switching his gaze on me, winking at me and blowing me a kiss.
"Fuck you," I snarled in his direction.
"Now or later?" he replied.
The lads in the class laughed, and laughed hard. I couldn't help it when my eyes filled with tears, so I looked down and quickly grabbed my bag while they fell down my cheeks.
"Bronagh," Gavin sighed when he heard me sniffle.
I didn't look to him or anyone else as I practically ran out of class. I didn't even ask the sir for permission, I just left.
"Nice goin', man. Does makin' girls cry get you hard or somethin'?"
"Fuck you, asshole. Don't be inserting yourself into my business, and while you're at it, don't look or even talk to Bronagh again, I'll kick your ass otherwise."
I didn't hear what Gavin said in response to Dominic. I only heard Mr. Kelly's voice roaring for them to stop whatever it was they were currently doing and to get away from each other.
I was walking briskly down the hallway when I heard a loud bang sound from behind me.
"Bronagh!"
I jumped as I looked over my shoulder; Dominic was jogging towards me. I screamed; I didn't know why but I did, and I did it loudly. Another bang sounded and this time Gavin and Mr. Kelly as well as my other classmates poured from the woodwork room.
I stopped screaming when Dominic pressed himself to me and put his arms around me.
"I'm sorry, okay? I'm so sorry," he breathed.
I shook my head.
"No, you aren't," I sniffled. "Leave. Me. Alone."
He was about to say something else but was suddenly pulled away from me, which caused me to stumble backwards and fall to the ground on my arse.
It hurt like hell, and I knew that there was going to be a fresh bruise on my arse because of the pain. I looked up as Dominic looked down at me; his face turned red as I hissed in pain. He turned and speared the person who pulled him off me and caused me to fall. That person turned out to be Gavin.
"Stop!" I screamed and scrabbled to my feet.
I felt the blood drain from my face as Dominic dished out blow after blow to Gavin. It wasn't one-sided though, Gavin was just as good, and even head butted Dominic at one point. But no matter what he did, Dominic was better.
It was like the hits he received didn't even hurt him. He was like a bull on a rampage, and it terrified the crap out of me.