Woso Oneshots

The text, Kyra Cooney-Cross.

So, I just had this idea. Fuck knows what might happen I hope it's good. Oh, and I really like reading the comments, so if you think one of the jokes is funny or something, I always reply. I'm nice like that.

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Y/n's pov.

The one thing I hate about camp. Being away from Kyra. It's the worst.

The sodding time difference doesn't help either. Even if she's not on camp herself if I'm away, she normally goes and visits her family.

It doesn't seem to bother her much, so I don't like to bring it up. I don't want to seem clingy.

'Come on, kid, let's cheer you up.' Mary says, breaking me out of my thoughts with Ella and Less either side of her.

'I am cheery, look.' I tell her, pointing to the frown on my face before overly exaggerating a fake smile.

They'll only prank me. It's happened before.

'Oh yeah, very cheery. Come on, Y/n/n, we can watch a film.' Less says, knowing my weak spot.

'Can I choose?' I ask, just above a whisper.

'Sure thing, trouble.' Ella agrees, linking arms with me and guiding me to hers and Lessi's room.

Once we get there, I launch myself onto one of the beds and grab the remote.

'What we watching then?' Alessia asks, laying down next to me, the other two on the bed next to ours.

'It's not a film, but can we watch Whitechapel? It's dead good.' I ask hopefully.

'Of course.' She smiles down at me.

I press play, and we all focus on the tv. Not even Ella goes to talk. I don't know whether that's not to annoy me or if she's actually interested, but either way, I'm happy.

I mean, this show is the reason my plan b was to be a detective. I've always been interested in criminology and all that shit.

About halfway through episode two, Mary starts talking.

'I hate to put a pause on this, but we need to go down to the chill room. It's team bonding, and I don't want an angry Leah coning up here.' She confesses, getting up from the bed, followed by the rest of us.

'You know, I deal with angry Leah all the time. It's really not that bad.' I tell her with a shrug, annoyed that we couldn't keep watching.

'Maybe not for you, but for some of us, it's scary.' Ella shudders.

To be fair, I guess I can just watch it on my phone, I have my airpods on me anyway.

'Ayy, look who decided to show up.' Beth teases as we walk in.

'Well, if it was up to me, I wouldn't be here. I'll take any chance I get not to see your ugly mug.' I groan, jumping onto a bean bag next to Hannah and Grace.

'Y/n, you can't call people ugly in retaliation of minor inconvenience.' Leah scolds.

'Why the fuck not?' I frown at her.

'It's mean.' Beth sulks.

'And what? People are mean all the time. Get used to it.' I tell her, taking out my airpods and watching Whitechapel on my phone to ignore the rest of the conversation.

There's something calming about watching a creepy crime drama. I couldn't tell you what it is but it gives me the same feeling as I get when I'm on the pitch.

Not quote the same as when I'm with Kyra, though. Once I'm with Kyra, I'm immediately at maximum calm.

It's like she cancels out my anger, and I cancel out her hyperness. Almost as if we were made for each other.