Numb Addiction

c18 - netflix, no chill

We wake up in the morning after the second night, the majority of us hangover, however Lina is staying strong on the whole not drinking thing for some reason, so she's lucky enough to face the agony we do.

Although, I must admit, it's becoming sort of a second hand nature for me now.

I crawl out of the tent, not bothering to check if anyone's still in it, and see a few people, but not everyone, gathered round the fire.

Literally just the contents of my tent, and Rhiannon, as her and Lina were making breakfast.

I head over to Jagger and Arianna, sitting myself in the chair besides them both.

"Morning." Arianna hugs me, she's quite a sweet and bubbly girl, I pat her on the back but thats as far as our hug goes.

Jagger gives me a nod of respect and then fists bump me, we have our own handshake we made when we was fifteen but my god we would not do it here.

"So, what are you two talking about?" I ask, genuinely curious as although they talk they aren't the closest of our 'group'.

Arianna and Jagger exchange looks, before she starts to giggle and he chuckles.

"Sex. With Girls. And the hottest girls in our year." They say in unison.

Wow. Clearly they make quite the pair.

"Go on then," I lean forward, intrigued, "who's the hottest?"

Arianna responds, "Lina first, definitely. And then Amber. Then me, duh...."

"Then her twin, because they look the same, duh. And then that other girl, but I can't remember her name." Jagger continues.

I chuckle, "And the year above?"

Arianna rubs her hands together, like she's an evil mastermind plotting...something.

"Rhiannon, because she's naturally beautiful. Paige, because she has big tits, then Rosemary, Beckie Bell's sister Rayleigh, and Harper."

"Wow, you really have got this all written out." I reply, my friends may be absurd but oh well, I do like them.

They laugh.

I watch as Rhiannon and Lina cook. Rhiannon looks so concentrated, but Lina looks so careless, even though you can tell she's struggling slightly more than Rhiannon.

"Sin, instead of looking at us, can you go get the fruit from the gazebo?" Lina puts her hand on her hip as she speaks to me.

I nod, "Of course," before heading to the gazebo.

Looking in the gazebo area, I grab a box full of wrapped up, fresh fruit, and then a watermelon which I put on my hip, and carry it like you see mums with toddlers in supermarkets.

"Here you go, your highness." I bow after passing her the fruit box.

Then, I hand her a watermelon, and I can't help but chuckle to myself.

"You're so weird." Lina says as she takes the watermelon.

"I carried a watermelon!" I clap, thinking of my social worker, Missy, and how that's her favourite film.

Lina looks at me in confusion.

"Holy. Shit. You haven't watched Dirty Dancing? Rhiannon, what is this mockery? She's your best friend, and you haven't forced her to watch it? Huh?" My head tilts to the side.

How can anyone who lives in the UK be able to say they haven't watched Dirty Dancing? Sure, she's Spanish, but you can tell she's lived in the UK for a while based on her accent.