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10.

*Aurora's Point Of View*
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It took a moment for my eyes to adjust as Bache uncovered them to see what was standing in front of me.

It was a trailer like creation made out of scrap material, broken car doors, other pieces of metal and random bits of wood with other objects laying around outside. There was an old torn up couch standing in front of me, a rusty worn out mailbox beside Brooklyn and a random orange pylon beside Tyler. It looked like a complete and utter mess, but It also looked quite safe to spend your days in.

"I'm impressed." I nodded.

"Why thank you." Bache smiles.

The boys quickly made their way over to the door- which was actually a portable toilet door they must have taken, and gestured me in.

The inside of the little hideout was almost the same as outside, old scraps, woods and pieces of junk were nailed everywhere to create the structure. Old dusty rugs, couches and furniture were also scattered, along with empty alcohol bottles and cigarette buts.

"You like it?" Scott questions.

"Yeah it's um, very interesting."

"Hell yeah it is, Me and the mates built this place last year to get away from all the teachers and shit, been coming here every day ever since." I watched Bache as he collapsed on of the couches tiredly and lit up a smoke.

"Why'd you bring me here then?" I hesitantly took a seat on one of the equally dirty looking couches. I swear when I sat on it I was expecting it to break and send me to the ground.

"What do you mean?" He replied.

"I mean, If this is your 'mates' little hangout then why would you bring me, not one of your 'mates' here?" I explained as I slouched in my seat.

"Because we are mates!" He exclaims.

"We are?" I raise my brow.

"Of course babe." He responds after huffing out the smoke from his cig.

"We're all out of beer." Tyler sighs.

"Shit, my brother can hook us up again but he doesn't come home from uni until tomorrow afternoon." Bache answers.

"But we're all hanging out here tonight, how are we suppose to do that with no fucking alcohol." Tyler pouts.

"I don't know bro I can't just pull a bottle out of my ass!"

"You know what, let's just get out of here and we can hang out tomorrow night then, I have football practise anyways and Aurora has school work she needs to catch up on." Brooklyn steps into the convo.

"Fuck that I'm not going back to school, I came here to have a good time and that's what I'm gonna do." Bache tosses his cigarette onto the floor before crushing it with his foot.

"You came here because you didn't finish your English assignment." Scott snorts.

"Whatever, take Aurora back to school safely and tell Ms. Viola I got the shits or something and couldn't make it in today. Get booze too, if you can make it back here tonight. I'm sure we'll figure something out and be here anyways."

"Yeah I'll see what I can do." Brooklyn answers and gestures for me to exit.

I begin my walk to school as Brooklyn finishes up chatting with the boys in the hideout. The last thing I need right know is an awkward walk to school with Brooklyn. But of course as soon as I reached the boys creation of what was suppose to be a pathway, Brooklyn soon caught up behind me in heavy breaths.