As per usual, I got to the fourth lap and had to stop because I honestly felt like I was about to die. I was always the first person to stop jogging, all the other girls and lads were fitter than me. I never usually cared because no one ever said anything, not even Jason, but this time Fuckface opened his mouth when he neared me on his jog.

"Don't stop, keep going, Bronagh."

I gave him the finger over my head and rasped out, "Fuck off!"

He laughed and slapped my arse hard as he passed me by.

"You bastard!" I snapped.

I wasn't even about to try and chase after him for two reasons: reason one was that I was dying, and reason two was that I knew I wouldn't catch him even if I tried.

I angrily walked over to the mats and began stretching after passing our P.E. teacher. Our P.E. teacher was Mr. Rivers. He never bothered with the girls very much, if we stopped running or didn't do our stretches, he just didn't care. His only concern was the boys in the class, because the majority of them played for his football team, and they had to be match fit to even be considered to play for the team. Even though their training days were after school, he used P.E. to make them sweat also.

It was a pretty good thing us girls - me - had going because when we got tired, we could bow out and not be shouted at like the boys would be. I did attempt to run as long as I could, but I was just not fit so I didn't last very long. I did, however, stretch very well.

I was bent forward, my legs shoulder width apart, and my palms pressed to the ground in front of me when I heard commotion behind me.

"Slater, you may not be on the team lad but that doesn't mean you can just stop running and cause my players to crash into you and fall!" Mr. Rivers yelled.

"I'm sorry but, Jesus Christ, how do you expect me to run when I have a view like that mere feet away?"

What in God's name was that lad yapping on about now? Why couldn't he just run without causing people problems?

He was like a damn virus!

"Stop lookin' at her! I won't have you oglin' female students and distractin' the lads, so either get back to runnin' or go stretch-"

"I vote on stretching," Dominic cut the sir off, getting some chuckles.

"Leave her alone."

I knew it was Gavin's voice, and I was instantly scared because the last time Gavin interfered with something to do with Dominic, he ended up in a fight with him.

I carefully stood upright, shook my legs out then went to see what the big deal was about when I suddenly shot forward. Dominic was squaring up to Gavin, and everyone else backed away from them as if they weren't going to attempt to stop a fight if it happened.

"Stop!" I snapped to both of them and pushed my body between their bodies.

My arse and back were pressed against Gavin's front while my front was pressed against Dominic's. I tilted my head back and looked up at him.

"Just give it a rest, will you? Stop causin' trouble. I'm fed up with you doin' this!" I snapped at him.

Dominic narrowed his eyes when he looked down at me, then he started breathing a little heavy when Gavin took a step back and took me with him, his arm securely around my waist keeping me tight against him.

"Get. Your. Hand. Off. Her," Dominic snarled in a low, dangerous warning tone.

I wanted to scream and cry at the same time.

Where did he get off telling people what do to with me? I rejected him, yet he still had the nerve to try and control who could and couldn't touch me? 

He could get fucked!

"She doesn't want you, just accept that already and back fuckin' off. It's gettin' pathetic at this stage, man!" Gavin said to Dominic while taking another step back bringing me with him.

Dominic looked ready to blow a fuse when Damien suddenly appeared next to him. "Leave it, bro."

"I want to hear her say it," Dominic growled.

Hear me say what?

Damien sighed then looked to me. "Bee, you want to be with Gavin, right?"

What did he mean by that?

"Huh?" I murmured, confused.

Damien smiled a little and was about to say something when Gavin spoke. "She's goin' on a date with me tonight so I guess that's a yeah to your question, Damien."

A date, with Gavin?

What?

Dominic's left eye twitched and his face slightly reddened. "You don't want to date me, but you will go on a date with that sorry excuse for a-"

"Hey! That's enough!" I suddenly snapped not liking Dominic trying to put Gavin down.

I realised then what Gavin was doing; he was obviously handing me a ticket to get off Dominic's radar by saying we were going on a date.

"Fuck you, Bronagh, and fuck you, prick," Dominic growled to Gavin.

Gavin tensed around me. "Look man, you win some, you lose some. She's mine so just stay the fuck away from her, understand?"

Holy hell, Gavin had this down. He sounded so serious and actually came off like a protective boyfriend or something.

Dominic laughed and so did Jason, which made his friends laugh.

"What are you gonna do if I don't, bitch? I know you can't fight worth a shit. What exactly are you gonna do to me if I don't leave her alone?" Dominic grinned evilly.

He might be grinning, but I could tell that he was still fuming mad. He looked downright evil right now, and I really didn't like it.

"He won't do anythin' but I'm sure Ryder will. You know your big brother who just happens to be my big sister's boyfriend," I cut in, smiling sweetly.

Damien snorted. "Little Bee can hold her own, I'm proud."

I looked to him and smiled a genuine smile; he was lovely, so different from his crazy-arse brother.

"Shut up, you," I said, playfully making Damien snort.

"Not that this episode of Irish/American Teenage Drama isn't interestin' but can you all get a move on?" Mr. Rivers suddenly shouted.

All the guys on the team launched straight back into their laps, and the girls moved to the mats where gossip was clearly flying back and forth. Gavin kept his arm around me, and his body pressed to mine while Dominic glowered at us.

He looked me directly in the eye. "Fuck you, Bronagh."

I felt like he was stating a fact like he was done with me, and I was horrified because it actually hurt.

I cleared my throat and forced myself to say, "Not in this lifetime or the next, Fuckface."

If looks could kill, I would have been dead and buried with the look Dominic shot me. His entire body tensed, his hands were clenched together, and veins were popping out everywhere.

"Walk away," Damien murmured to Dominic.

Dominic bore his eyes into mine, and I found I couldn't look back into his so I lowered my head and completely avoided his gaze. I watched his feet as he turned and jogged off, joining the rest of the lads who were being shouted at by Mr. Rivers.

"Sorry about him bro, he has a bit of a temper," Damien said.

I looked up and snorted while Gavin chuckled behind me.

A bit of a temper? 

That was an understatement if I've ever heard one.

Damien winked at me. "Catch you later, Bee."

I smiled at him, liking the fact that he called me Bee like Branna did.

"Later."

When Damien jogged off, I turned to Gavin, who snorted down at me.

"I'm really expectin' a date from you, it's the least you can do since Dominic might just murder me soon."

I playfully rolled my eyes. "I feel weird though; I've never been on a date."