𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐌 , 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐋 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐁𝐒

𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄

He was a skater boy, I said see ya later boy. I'll be backstage after your show. Sk8er Boi, Avril Lavigne.

(TW! Toxic ex, past trauma)

"Marlowe's taking me the hair salon this afternoon." The girl announced. Oakley's hair had grown since she had got to the UK, it was just draping over her shoulders, her split dye now barley visible.

"Are you cutting again? Or dying it?" Her brother asked, she smirked at him and took out her phone.

"Here!" (Go check out my pintrest lmao @Wilbur_Soot404,its on the Oakley board :D)

"Oo! That's badass!" Clay says, peering over Nick's shoulder. Wilbur walks into the room on his phone, smiling.

"Mm thanks Ash! I'll see you tonight!" Wilbur's smile spreads into a massive grin.

"What times your appointment?" Wilbur asks, placing the phone down and sitting on the couch next to Marlowe.

"In an hour, why?" Marlowe answers, looking slightly concerned.

"Good... WE GOT A GIG AT THE LOCAL PUB AT 6!" Wilbur exclaims, jumping up from the couch and literally almost crying, his eyes seemed glossed over.

"WAIT SERIOUSLY! WHAT THE FUCK,THAT'S SO GOOD WIL!" Tommy exclaims, jumping around with Toby. Both boys starting to sing Sex Sells.

"I'VE BEEN SCARED OF SLEEPING WITH THE LIGHTS OF, NO SHE'S NOT HERE! I KNOW SHE'S GOING TO HIS FLAAAaTt. CAPRICORN NO FUCK THAT, the say SeX sElLS I KNOW THAT!" Tommy sings, his voice cracking making Toby howl with laughter. Oakley looks across at Marlowe who nods.

"We should get going then!" Oakley says, pulling Lowe of the couch and racing towards the door.

The haircuts took a little longer then expected, it was more packed then usual one of the ladies had told them. But after all was said and done Oakley finally got the wolf cut she wanted. She had bleached dye at the bottom and her normal hair at the top, her hair still hung around her shoulder length and Marlowe absolutely adored the way the wolf cut looked on her, the curtain bangs suited her very well. Marlowe just had to get some shampoo they sold there and they where on there way.

"Wait stop." Oakley hissed, and grabbed Marlowe my the shirt.

"What? What is it?" Marlowe exclaimed, her eyes trailing to where Oakey was looking. And in front of a little café, sat Jason and Ophelia.

"Well fuck me gently with a chainsaw." Oakley grumbled, finally letting go of Marlowe shirt.

"Sorry." She whispered, she realised the firm grip she had had around Marlowe's arm, knowing it was to firm for comfort.

"He wont recognise you with hair like that. Your to sexy to get recognised by a gremlin like him." Marlowe exaplined, making Oakley giggle.

"Oh shush you!" Oakley retorted, Marlowe was very much taller then her, about 3 more inches then what she was. Oakley is about 5'3 while Marlowe sits at around 5'6, ranboo was about a foot taller then her, and definitely more of a foot taller for Oakley. They somehow passed by the 'couple' with ease, making it to the main road without getting caught by the two of them. The two girls decided to walk around the peir, looking at where Wilbur would be performing.

"Dude, it's called 'The Whale Bar.'" Marlowe snorted, these words where music to Oakleys ears, making her fall onto the floor in wallows of laughter, she's grabbing onto Marlowe's hem, pulling on the fabric of the dress trying not to fall as her knees shake.

"WHALEBAR?" She wheezed, Marlowe chuckles but soon it turns into a fit of giggles, soon destroyed by the E-Boy Oakley had once fallen for.

"Well, I thought I heard you babe." He smirks, looking down at her. She didn't feel less then him, what she did feel for him... was sorry.