Sam rolled her eyes.

“I'm not a control freak."

“You're kind of a control freak," Holly conceded with a chuckle.

“Weren't you just trying to fit in better?" Sam remarked with eyes narrowed.

Holly held up her hands and backed away.

“Well you DO always have to get your way," Belle chirped.

“You think you're above everyone else. You think the rules don't apply to you.”

“What the fuck are you talking about now?" Sam sighed wearily.

Belle turned to the group.

“Let's not forget who got us all to buy into

The Rule and then first chance she got, who took Matty's cherry? Hmm?"

Sam grimaced and held up both hands. "I apologized for that."

“Saying sorry doesn't make everything better." Naimh shifted forward on her chair.

“Everybody knew I wanted him. Everybody. But YOU and your fucking Rule kept him from me. -I- was being the good, obedient BTC friend by not seducing him, but then Holly showed up and you gave HER permission to fuck him without even letting me KNOW!"

Sam winced. "That wasn't... I mean to--"

“And THEN!" Naimh roared.

“Even after Matty did the right thing and saved himself for us, the next thing I knew you went and fucked him behind everybody's back!"

"I said I was sorry!" Sam insisted.

“And that was AFTER getting all our permission to go with him on the date in the first place because we fucking TRUSTED you, you backstabbing bitch!"

“Leave her alone," Zofi jumped in. "She already said it was a mistake."

“Some fucking mistake," Naimh seethed. "Sam's always gonna be Matty's special one. Every time he closes his eyes and thinks about his first lover, he's gonna picture Sam's face, not mine. Because she knew... she

KNEW I was gonna get to him first. And high and mighty Sam counna take

THAT, now could she? Always gotta be on top. Always gotta be his fav'rit. Fuckin’ bitch fuckin' had'ta fuckin’ cut ma off so shay cou be numbra‘ un!"

“You know we can barely understand you when you get like this," Sam drawled.

"Go hIfreann leat, fuckin’ hoor," Naimh muttered while jerking forward in her chair angrily enough that Alice reached out to grab Naimh's arm and hold her back. "You wanna go talkin' ‘bout accents?"