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"What happened to you?"

Clara had been walking alongside Neil as the group made their way to find Will. They had found him tied to a chair with a bucket over his head. 

"I tripped." 

"Really?" Neil asked in astonishment, to which Clara gently shook her head at him. "No, not really, Neil. Donovan's tied me to a chair. He says no one's allowed to touch me. The prick." Will complained. 

Looking up, Clara noticed Donavan staring at the group intensely. "Just so you know, he's stood 10 foot away." Simon had seemed to notice the same thing. "Shit. He didn't hear that, did he?" Will panicked. The group looked back up at the bully who silently nodded. 

"Yep, he's heard that," Clara spoke quietly. "Come on, we'll get you out," Neil spoke, lifting the bucket off the boy's head. Clara joined, moving to start untying him. 

"Better not, Neil," Simon warned, looking over to Donovan who gave the group a threatening stare. "Sorry, we're not allowed to untie you," Simon spoke, causing Neil to put the bucket back onto the boy's head. "Sorry," Clara muttered, following the taller boy to sit down.

"So what are we up to this weekend?" Will tried to make conversation as if there was nothing odd about his appearance.

"We could go to Bluewater," Simon spoke excitedly. "A shopping center? Great. You know how much I love chavs." Will spoke sarcastically. "Bluewater's not chavvy. It's quality. I go there all the time." Jay defended.

"I rest my case." 

"To be fair, they've now got a Nando's," Clara spoke up. "The hallmark of quality!" Will muttered. "I actually like Nando's." Simon defended the girl's statement. 

"Whatever you lot get up to this weekend, I won't be there," Jay spoke smugly. "Oh, no! Who will supply the witticisms." Will spoke sarcastically, though a lot of his insult was lost by the fact he still had a bucket on his head. 

"I'll be up to my nuts in some guts, shagging those two sisters from Caravan Club." Jay bragged and Clara gagged.

"Have you ever spoken respectfully about a woman?" Clara questioned the boy. 

"That's asking too much from him" Simon joked. Clara turned to Jay expecting him to look offended but he just held a proud smile. "Camber Sands meeting this weekend, which is always like a massive orgy." 

"Except it's not, though, is it? It's holidays for old people." Will piped in. 

"I'm sorry, did someone say something? Was Bin Boy giving it the big 'un?" Jay insulted. "It's funny how you never get any girls around here, yet away on Caravan Club you're like some sort of gypsy Russell Brand." Will pointed out. 

"I wouldn't shag any of the skanky girls around here, mate," Jay spoke. 

"Hey!" Clara hit the boy, offended by his words. 

"Oh shit Clara, you're right..... I would do Will's mum" Clara groaned whilst Neil just smirked "Get in the queue!"

Jay brought the conversation back onto his trip. "If you don't believe me, you should come down to Camber Sands. Even Bin Boy might get some sex!" Jay promised. The group looked at each other, all collectively deciding to call the boy's bluff.

"All right. I'm definitely up for that." Simon spoke first. 

"Yeah, love to." Neil smiled. 

"Would be a nice little getaway, I'm in" Clara smiled, wrapping her arm around Jay: just to rub it in. "You don't have to." Jay instantly backed away from his statement. 

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