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when i walked out of the changing room, my boob vibrated.

i awkwardly took my phone out from my bra, and i saw i had a message from luke

hey :-) meet me by the gates everyone's coming to mine

the bell rung as i read the text, so instead of replying i made my way to the front gates. or, at least, i tried.

i wandered along the many corridors, and i kept turning right, making me walk in a full circle. i eventually gave up, and called luke.

"whats up chica?" he asks in a dumb spanish accent

"no mucho, solo la quema de esta escuela" i reply, and on the other line he lets out a long whistle "anyway, i'm outside a g14, how do i get to the school gates?"

he quickly directs me to the exit of the school, and when i see him standing outside, i smile at him and hang up the phone. i walk over to him, and he envelopes me in a hug.

"where's everyone else?" i ask.

"oh, they're in ashton's car." he replies, tugging off his tie, and rolling up his shirt sleeves, "come on!" 

i follow him to ash's car, which was a old truck that looked like it was about to break down any minute. luke sat in the passengers seat, ash was driving, mikey and arden were in the very back seats, so i scrambled into the car and ended up sitting right next to... calum.

"aww, why does she have to be here?" he whined as soon as he saw me.

"fuck you." i spat at him

"wouldn't you like to?" he directed at me, with a smug smile on his face.

"haven't we already gone over this?" i sigh. calum then looks down, eyebrows furrowed, as if he's thinking if he's used that line before. realization washes over his face. he humphs, and crosses his arms over his chest. 

"hey cal, why do you hate wave so much?" ash asked

"she fucking threw a ball at my balls!" he semi-shouted, and threw his hands all over the place.

michael and arden instantly burst into laugher, whilst luke and ash at least tried to stiffen their giggles. it got to the point where michael and arden were crying into each others shoulders, unable to stop laughing. 

"wow, what fucking great friends i have." calum mutters, not expecting anyone to hear.

"aww cal-pal! i luff you though!" i say, grabbing his cheek and squishing it. his face flushes red for a moment, and then hits my hand away, and i just laugh. 

ash pulls up outside what i'm guessing to be luke's house, and calum wasted no time jumping out of the car. the rest of us eventually got out, and luke opened the door.

he lead us down to his basement, which had a couch, a couple of bean bags, a tv, a xbox, and tucked away in the corner were a bass, two electric and acoustic guitars, a drum set and a weird looking box.

"what's up with the instruments?" i ask, going over to pluck the strings of an acoustic guitar.

"oh, the guys and i are in a band. no big deal really." luke mutters, and literally jumps onto a bean bag. michael follows his actions, and jumps on top of luke. after a little bit of struggling, luke gave up in trying to escape so instead he wrapped his arms around michael. "no homo though." he whispered, and i burst out laughing. 

i plopped myself onto the couch next to ashton, who smiled at me, showing his deep dimples. i decided to poke one, and he started to giggle.

"your dimples are cute. so is your hair." i comment

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