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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎 - 𝙷𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝙴𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚎
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Do you ever feel like you're living in a fantasy? Where one day you wake up and feel like you're living in a dream? That's what life was feeling like for Sydney right now, the feeling where nothing felt real anymore. Almost like she was imagining it all like it was just some distant memory. Whenever she had an idea or a wild theory that she had came up with, her first instict would be to go into the lounge and tell her Nana everything that had ran through her head. But now things were different, everything was different. She barely even heard from her own father since he'd been busy at the station, working alongside Sherrif Peterkin.
She felt alone, even when she was surrounded by people, and it wasn't the good kind of alone. It was the suffocating feeling where she felt isolated from everyone and everything, even when she was probably the most involved.
JJ, Pope and Sydney were at the side of JJ's house, waiting for John B to show up. Suddenly the twinkie pulled up beside them and revealed John B in the drivers side, making the three teens turn their attention to him.
"Let's ride" JJ spoke up as they all made their way over to the van.
The twinkie then pulled up outside the wreck, Pope hopping out as he made his way inside.
"She says she's not coming" Pope announced as he made his way back out of the restaurant.
"Why not?" JJ questioned from the passenger seat, slightly leaning out of the rolled down window. "What'd you do to her, John B?".
"Shit" John B muttered. "Hang on. I'll deal with it" He informed as he got out of the van and headed inside the wreck.
When John B had walked into the restaurant, Sydney stuck her head between the two seats and looked at JJ with a mischievous smirk on her face.
"What?" JJ inquired with furrowed eyebrows as Pope slid open the side door and got in the back next to Sydney.
"Wanna make a bet?" She inquired in a playful tone.
"Alright, what you wanna bet on?" He questioned as a smirk had formed onto his face, making him shift on his seat to fully face the girl.
"I bet 10 bucks that John B kissed Kiara" She chuckled.
"No way, he's too much of a pussy" JJ scoffed.
"Pussy-whipped" Sydney corrected.
"As if you two are betting on this" Pope spoke up from next to Sydney, clearly unamused my their conversation.
"Why wouldn't we, it's easy money" JJ shrugged.
"Yeah, easy money for JJ to lose. I'm definitely right" Sydney chimed as she fell back into the back seat when she spotted John B and Kiara making their way over to the twinkie.
