QUINN would have punched the daylights out of Justin, and he would be in detention right now if he left my side. Jeez! What went on with the two of them that made them act like this with each other?
"What do you want for lunch?" I asked him.
"Uhm.. lasagna and garlic bread. How about you?"
"Same," I said to him.
"Are you treating us for lunch too, Rach?"
That voice belongs to Patrick. He was grinning at me. I knew he was teasing because the other two have the same smile on their faces.
I smirked at him and gave him an eye roll. "Stop it."
"Don't make my baby mad, or I — aww."
The boys started to laugh, and Quinn couldn't continue what he was about to say when I pinched him on his arm. "Don't call me that."
"But you are —"
"Stop it and get our food."
I started walking towards the
