Chapter 6
Blah, blah, blah. b***h and moan.
It was the last thing I felt like doing, but I hadn’t been able to come up with a believable excuse, so there I was, perched on a plastic chair under our accommodation block, listening to the other girls gossip and whinge.
“But then he never called.”
“Bastard.”
The girls from further along the hall recounted their latest romantic dramas. Several conversations were going on at once and it was doing my head in. Rachael had dragged me down to have a couple of drinks. I tried to sit back and listen, but she kept pulling me back into her conversation.
“I think I’m gonna chase one of those Marine boys next,” Rachael said.
“Don’t chase them, make them chase you.” Mandy raised her glass and clinked it against Rachael’s.
I couldn’t keep up. “But I
