𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐨'𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐥

episode one

Vinnie, Clodagh, Dylan, Cardi and Ash found themselves in a.. situation, if you must. Vinnie was driving recklessly to try and get away from the police, definitely breaking every single rule in the Highway Code. I sometimes wonder where this man got his driving licence. We ended up at Jim's farm. Vinnie quickly parked the stolen car (that later would surely be brought to JJ) we jumped out, Ash gently dragging me out of the tight space after being squished between him and Cardi.

"morning lads and lass!" Jim says, not surprised to see us.

"morning Jim" we reply.

"early start, isn't it?" Jim says, walking towards the five of us with his hands stuffed into his pockets.

Vinnie and Ash begin to close the barn doors to hide the car, and Cardi and Dylan move the chicken coop. I'm left to make the conversation with Jim.

"yeah, Jim. If the police turn up, you haven't seen us" the Irish girl informs the man.

"lie to the police? thats purgery that is, clodagh. That's perverting the course of justice"

Dylan grabs hold of my hand and leads me to where they're going, I was getting caught up in distracting Jim.

I run behind Dylan and Vinnie, still holding onto his hand. "just piss off, we're going to look at plants!" Vinnie lies, hoping Jim would buy it.

"you scratch my back, I scratch yours!" Jim shouts after us.

"you what?" I ask, looking more confused than ever. Even Vinnie looks lost.

"there's a job I need doing"

"what job?" Vinnie asks.

"Shetland pony" Jim walks towards us slightly.

"oh, I love shetland ponies!" I smile. Vinnie couldn't hide his smile while looking down at m,e when he heard the excitement I expressed. Vinnie is six foot two inches. I'm five foot four inches. He quickly dropped his smile when Dylan eyed him.

"she does love them to be fair" Ash nods.

"you might need to elaborate" Cardi speaks up.

"and fast" Ash nods.

"I need one stolen-" Jim continues, but I hear sirens in the distance.

"Vin.. the sirens" I say, my face full of worry.

"its okay, love" he whispers. "we'll be fine, i'll sort it"

"why would you want to do that?" Dylan says, himself clearly also hearing the sirens. We have very limited time.

"theres a big purse on it" Jim says.

"purse?" I ask, my voice full of confusion.

"a fucking prize! whatever!"

"purse? Who are you? Robin of fuckin Loxley?" Vinnie says, making me chuckle.

"we haven't got time to do this, Jim" I try and reason with him.

we all turn around to get away, but he speaks up again. "fine! Get all your weed plants off my farm, and your nicked wheels out of my chicken shed!" he points to the chicken shed. "him, next door, goldilocks. He's got himself a beaut.."

"Dylan, the sirens, we need to go!" I whisper yell to my boyfriend, he didn't seem to care. Vinnie did, though.

"look, Clodagh. Just calm down" he whispers, kissing the top of my head.

"we'll get you a fucking pony okay!" Vinnie says.

The five of us ran up the hill to the shed, quickly climbing into it. Dylan lifted the door up and jumped inside, leaving me with no help.