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Lewis's POV

Ah.
We pull into the Adoption Centre's parking lot as Diggy Diggy Hole (the original of course) comes on our stereo, blasting the sounds of my laughs and Simon's singing throughout Duncan's pile of metal- I mean car! Surprisingly, hearing this nostalgic tune gives me a shred of hope despite my clammy hands.
We decided to take Sjin, Duncan, Simon, and Kim with us along with myself and Hannah
Lovely, lovely Hannah
She's been nervous all day. Reminds me of an anxious kid about to present in class; fidgety and paranoid.
I'm sure she- and I- will be okay.

Lola's POV

Well god damn it's dark in here.
The posse; including Trinity, Victoria and a new recruit called Alyssa locked me into the janitors closet.
Oh joy.
Looking for a spare key of sorts I can hear faraway laughs of some familiar Brits.
It's not them. I think to myself. It can't be them.
I scream
"HELP!" "HELP" Is all that can come out of my mouth, but it appears to be enough since I hear the talking and laughing stop as I hear feet approach the door and a collective "Who is it?" From the group
As I watch the door knob turn it seems like an eternity until I see a face that I recognise far too well.
Lewis Brindley

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