I opened my mouth to tell her I hadn’t meant for it to get out but closed it just as fast.
Apologies wouldn’t help anymore.
“I’ll teach you how to kiss, Soot Face.”
Ashe turned to survey the captain of the football team. Colin Wilson.
I narrowed my eyes at him and took a threatening step forward.
Linnett caught my arm and hauled me back.
I whispered to Linnett.
“Ashe is right,” I said softly. “If I didn’t study, I would’ve failed. And I can’t fail. I have to pass to play, and you know that.”
Linnett pouted.
“And I don’t appreciate you telling her about that kissing thing. You promised if I told you that you wouldn’t say a word. You’re making it to where I can’t trust you.”
Linnett looked contrite.
“I’m sorry,” she said, pushing her body into me.
I curved my arm around her shoulders and tugged her into me.
“You have to be nice to Ashe,” I said. “She’s like a sister to me.”
Linnett snorted. “Some sister. She treats you like trash.”
“She doesn’t,” I said. “She doesn’t do anything to me that I don’t do to her.”
She rolled her eyes at my words.
“Whatever,” she said. “You really don’t think you’ll pass that test?”
I shook my head.
“Nope,” I sighed. “Calculus just jumbles up in my brain. I don’t know why, but it just does.”