Page 85 of Dangerously
“Say a Hail Mary for me.” He heads out of the room, carrying Aisling like she’s flying.
“I don’t even think the Pope can help you,” I break the news. We hear Aisling scream all the way through the house.
“Damn, that girl has some lungs on her.” March isMr. Obvious.
“She can definitely voice her opinion. Farrah used to be the same way. Screamed until she passed out.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, Mommy never told you?”
“Not really. She doesn’t talk about the past much.”
“Well, I’ll tell you. You were clingy and annoying.”
“Fallon.”She throws a piece of croissant at me.
I laugh harder than I have in a really long time. “I’m only telling the truth.”
“I’m not clingy and annoying now. Now I’mpopular and cool.”
“If you say so.”
“I do. I’m the only sophomore nominated for Ice Princess at the winter formal tonight.Hmph.”
“Oh, that’s so exciting. I bet you're gonna win.” March straightens in his chair.
“Maybe. But I'm sort of out of the running now.”
“Why?” we both ask.
“Because I’m not going to the dance.”
“Farrah, you have to go. You’ve been sending me pictures of dresses for weeks.”
“I know, but you’re here for one night. I can’t leave.”
A feeling of dread weighs me to the ground.
“You have to go,” I encourage her.
“No.” She crosses her arms and shakes her head before a lightbulb seems to go off. “You could come!”
“What?” I’m horrified at the suggestion.
“Yeah. I’ll just text the headmaster.” She whips out her phone from her pants pocket.
“That’s a fabulous idea.” March bounces. “I’m coming too. I never miss a party.”
“Hold on. You can text your headmaster?”
“It'll be so much fun.” Farrah types away.
“I don’t think it’s such a good idea.” No one is listening to me.
“We get to dress up and dance.” March indulges her, shimmying in his seat.
Farrah’s phone dings way too soon. “He said it’s fine, and he can't wait to meet you.” She’s ecstatic.
