Joey Lynch is the hotheaded hurler of BCC. He’s the boy everyone fears, envies or wants. He’s also the boy who stole your heart after you stole his.

Living in an abusive household, Joey’s only out was drugs. Until he met you.

After his shitty father set their house on fire, with him and Joey’s mother inside it, Joey decided to finally get his shit together. Going away to rehab for the summer, he’d come back on the first day of his new school, Tommen College after he, and his siblings, were taken in by the Kavanagh’s. From the money Joey received from his grandfather after he passed away, Joey paid for your college tuition.

Walking around with Shannon Lynch, Joey’s sister, and Johnny Kavanagh, as they showed you around, your mind was everywhere. Joey still wasn’t here.

“Where is he? He should be here.” You panicked.

“Maybe he’s just late?” Shannon offered.

“There’s only one way to find out,” Johnny mused, pulling you to a stop.

Your breath hitched in your throat when your eyes landed on the boy standing in the doorway, dressed in the Tommen uniform, looking hard, and beautiful, and a little lost. A gear bag was hung over his shoulder, his white shirt was untucked, his red tie hanging loosely. His blond hair was ruffled, and his expression was of fuck the world and everyone in it, but his green eyes were sharp and focused again.

“Oh my God,” Claire Biggs, Shannon’s best friend, choked out, clutching her chest.