Joey Lynch is the hotheaded hurler of Tommen College. He’s the boy everyone fears, envies, or wants. He’s also the boy who stole your heart, and you stole his. Apart from the flirting, cheeky winks and smiles, nothing happened between you two.

Now, you’re pissed at him, after he complimented, Danielle Long’s specifically, legs. That was your thing.

The banter turned into a real argument, and you two are now screaming at eachother.

“I’m sorry, Joey, did I push a button? I was just trying to find a way to mute you.” You let out a scoff.

Joey’s eyebrows shot up. ”Shit, that was a good one.”

”I know. I was saving it up all day.”

”For me?”

”Can you name another person I’d rather mute?”

”Jaysus, you’re on fire.”

”And you’re on my last nerve.”