Plot twist

5

Jj's pov:
When pope told me we should talk to her I knew it was a bad idea, kooks and pouges don't get involved with each other's business everyone knows that so Why would we get involved with a kook especially one who is hatted by one of our best friends, after John B died the pouges started to drift apart he was the glue to are little group.

The pouges were all I had, they weren't just my friend they were my family, a home to replace my broken one and I knew that if Kie ever found out about our little group wank with Emma it would be the end of the pouges.

I was bragged out of my thoughts with the slam of the Front door and a sigh coming from Pope
"Well I would say that when smoothly," he states Breaking the unearthly silence that filled the room.
" as smooth as the ceilings in old British houses" I reply sarcastically
" are you high again" pope retorted
" oh... don't act surprised,when am I not" I spoke

Emma's pov:
By the time I got back I knew the whole of figure eight would be talking about me and what happened with Rafe. I was trying to stay pessimistic but there was only one upside to my misfortune and that was that I didn't have to explain myself to my mother.

I wouldn't be able to walk outside my house until new drama blew over the island and like the wind my name would no longer be passed from house hold to house hold. I won't want to leave, I don't want people to pity me, I don't want all the sympathetic looked I already know I will get. I just want them all to forget, I want to forget.

When I get home all the lights are off which is a good sign that my mother had gone to bed. I would be able to sneak myself upstairs and straight under the duck feather duvet that lays cold on my bed.this was good, this would give me a chance to script out the conversation with my mother in the morning, I could make myself an excuse for breaking up with Rafe.

This is good I repeat to myself as I walk slowly up the wooden hill. This is good I tell myself as I slip my lose black jeans off and throw them Into my  Wicca washing basket. This is good I tell my self as I slip into my four post bed and drift away into the darkness of sleep and peace away from the monsters that lay just outside my window.

Jj's pov:
I shouldn't be thinking about her, she is just another stuck up kook. So why can't I get her out of my head. The way she gritted her teeth when I commented about her home life only mirrored my own actions.

What if she isn't as stuck up as I thought. "No" I stop myself she is she is just another one of them. She is already walking around the school like she owns the place. God I don't blame Kie for hating her but I can't help wonder what made them fall out. Not just her and Kie but her and John b as well they use to be close friends before he died well a couple months before he died anyway, she was never friends with the rest of the pouges though it was just him and her, Kie and her but never all three together. Which only made me more curious about her.

By the way it looks she has never had a actual friend group like me. She had only ever been in a duo or trio and for that I want to feel bad for her. She hesitated when about to open the door to her own home. She really was full of mysteries and they were ones I wanted to solve. They are ones I feel I can help her with.

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Cliffhanger... sorry. Another short chapter. Also I found out my best friends kissed me ex on my birthday so that was fun I hope your week has been better than mine
~ CnS🍜
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