Amelia O’donohue is So Not a Virgin
“After a couple of seconds the wonderful truth dawned on me. I wasn’t with my misery-soaked parents in the middle of nowhere, the sea crashing against the rocks across the road, the wind howling through the emptiness of our treeless farm. I was in the wondrous Aberfeldy Halls. I got out of bed and tiptoed along the hall and up the stairs to the fourth floor. I counted the cubicles as I made my way to Mandy’s room for our midnight feast, then knocked three times very quietly on the fourteenth on the right. I could hear two girls giggling. Eventually, the door slid open.
Mandy, Louisa, and a girl called Aimee were sitting on the bed eating cupcakes.
“You’ll never guess what we heard,” Mandy said.
“You can’t tell her,” Aimee said.
“This is Rachel Ross,” Mandy said, “the most trustworthy girl in the world. No matter how hard you try, she won’t tell you a thing. It’s abnormal, actually. I’ve told Rach absolutely all my juicy secrets and she’s never told anyone.”
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