Ibha U

“Hi, Johnny.” “Hi, Shannon.”
― Chloe Walsh, Redeeming 6

“All I could see was her. The girl from the wall.”
― Chloe Walsh, Redeeming 6

“It’s bad enough that you’re both late to my class, but you have the nerve to have a full-blown conversation,” Mr. Dineen barked, glowering at us. “Joseph, would you care to tell the class what you two are whispering about? In your native tongue, if you will, since I have spent the past six years attempting to teach you the language.” “Ceart go leor, a mhúinteoir,” my boyfriend replied with a nonchalant shrug as he replied in As Gaeilge. “Bhí mé ag rá le mo leannán go bhfuil grá agam di.” My heart slammed wildly in my chest as I mentally translated his words. Fair enough, teacher. I was telling my sweetheart that I love her. “Dúirt mé léi freisin go bhfuil cuma álainn uirthi,” Joey continued to say, not missing a beat. I also told her that she looks beautiful. Shrugging, he added, “Agus go bhfuil mo chroí istigh inti.” And that my heart is inside her. “Go hiontach,” Mr. Dineen replied, arching a brow. Impressive. “Le haghaidh buachaill nach n-éisteann sa rang.” For a boy who doesn’t listen in class. “Sea.” Joey smirked. “Tá a fhios agam.” Yeah, I know.”
― Chloe Walsh, Redeeming 6

“Queen.
So, do you have a name, boy-who-can-think-for-himself?
You're my favorite friend, with my favorite everything.
If I had a packet of Rolos right now, I'd give you my last one.
Don't worry, Peter Pan. I'll be your Wendy.
It's okay. Just concentrate on us.
I love you, Joey Lynch.
Ride or die, Joe.”
― Chloe Walsh, Redeeming 6