The minute he said her name, I found myself searching the room for her familiar blonde hair, only to discover that she was already staring at me. With my brow cocked, I stared back at her, and mouthed the word stalker. Proving, once again, that she was unlike any other girl in our year, who would blush and look away under scrutiny, Molloy arched a brow right back at me and mouthed fuck up. I winked. Nice legs Grinning, she scratched her nose in with her middle finger. Asshole. Biting back the urge to laugh, I shook my head and turned away, knowing all too well how distracting she could be.
