SOS (Sisters of Sins)

Oh My God, Stop Being Hot!

Woodville Highschool, Woodville Road, Woodville, 12:23pm, Wednesday
Alex's POV:

"There you are! You, little Miss, are quite difficult to find." I say, walking up to her. She's sitting against a wall on some concrete, legs bent.

She rolls her eyes. "That's the point. Now, let me smoke in peace, man whore." she states, a less rude tone in her voice. She brings her cigarette up to her mouth, inhales, closes her eyes, and exhales the smoke in a white rolling ring. Oh, just take my heart already. Shut up.

"Can I join?" I ask, pulling out my box of cigarettes. She's going to say no...

"You smoke?" she raises an eyebrow. I nod, lighting the paper covered tobacco. She looks at me skeptically. "Whatever. Just stay quiet. I'm trying to relax."

I do as told and sink down next to her, my legs bent too, but apart more. When I exhale I tilt my head up, letting my eyes shut.

"Oh my god, stop being hot, you man whore!" Bailee exclaims, huffing afterwards and continuing to smoke. That name is killing me.

"Did you just call me hot? Oh wow, this is amazing."

"Shut up, you may be way too freaking edible, but I have self control. Unlike you." she states, blowing smoke in my face. I grin and pull out my phone.

Me- Bailee just said I was hot. Progress! 🙌🙌🙌

I grinned, knowing that Blake probably won't even be caring about his phone, hehe, and Elijah is with Freya. Oh God, I'm never getting an answer.

Happie- Heyyyyyyyyyy! Aleeeeexxxxxxxxxxx! Whattttt uppp. my mallleee counterpart!.

I chuckle, Freya must have Elijah's phone. This is amazing. I inhale again before answering.

Me- Are you drunk already Freya?

Happie- Howja kjnow it'ls mwah??,?

I chuckle again. Wow, it's hard to believe we only met these girl on Monday... Pff, fantastic.

Mr. Grumpy Pants- We're going to a party!

Happie- alteady gping ti ome!

Me- Hehe, you sucking Elise's face off Mr. Grumpy Pants?

Mr. Grumpy Pants- We're just talking, jerk face.

Pff, sure. I turn off my phone and crush my cigarette. I turn to see Bailee on her phone. She turns to me and, after noticing I'm looking at her, shows me the screen.

Snow- DE BOYS ARE COMING TO THE PARTY TOOOOO! END OF CONVO! 😝😝😝😝😝

Frey-Frey- Ooohhh! You sycking faces woth blakeley?! 💏💏👅👄

Me- Omg, who are you and what have you done with Freya? 🔪

Frey-Frey- it's Ekijah!

Me- Idiot smh

Frey-Frey- 😝😝😝

"You know Elijah and Freya are drunk, right?" I laugh, she chuckles.

"That is such a bad idea. Freya is going to do something stupid, and probably pass out. And I swear, if she has one scratch on her head, I will kill both of them." she explains, shaking her head. She takes out another cigarette and lights it, taking a deep inhale, relaxation instantly hitting her face.

"Another one? Straight away? Really?" I ask, looking at her as if she was doing something stupid, which she is really.

"Yes." she says simply, not looking at me, just focusing on the flimsy steel fence. I stare at her, searching her face for why she's... Different. I don't even know.

All these girls have something different about them. They're mysterious, secretive. Something is strange about them. Freya's smile is so forced, and she can snap so quickly. Elise is carefree and crazy, but you can tell there is so much more to her. Bailee... Bailee has this tough feel to her. I can't even tell you about anything else, because I simply don't know. But we want to.

Bailee stands up, rolling her shoulders. "Well, as much as I like your company, I have better things to do." she sarcastically departs, bringing her hair to one shoulder.

"Woah, nice earrings." I comment, admiring her ruby studs. She tenses, gulps and fiddles with the jem I just mentioned.

"Thanks." she says in small voice, her eyes set on the floor. She licks her lips and walks around me, inhaling yet again.

She disappears around the corner and I sigh. I am so following. Yeah, might as well be a stalker. Silence, conscience; you have no place here.

I turn on my heel and turn around the same corner she did. I jog up to her, slowing up when I get to her. Her hair hides her face, not completely, but enough so that you can't see her cheeks.

"You're a very secretive Miss, you know that?" I state, quickly cringing at my obvious statement. Stupid.

"I thought I made it clear that I was done talking to you." she says, something in her voice I can't quite pinpoint.

"Yeah, but we didn't really talk-" I start, cutting myself off when I realize I don't have anything more to say.

"Whatever. Do you know where Freya and Elijah are?" she asks, her tone neutral again. I open my mouth but nothing comes out. I shut it, thinking I probably look like an idiot. "Well...?"

"Um... Uh, no, no I don't." I stutter, causing Bailee to roll her eyes.

"Call him and find out, then." she orders, her tone making it seem obvious. "Idiot." she adds, causing my face to fall into squinted eyes and my a lined mouth.

"Didn't have to add that." I mutter, my voice holding a little hurt, making me internally cuss. She's going to think we're so weak.

"Sorry." she mumbles, surprising me. Did she just apologize? I grin, my confidence up again.

I fake a gasp, mocking her. "Did you just apologize? Oh, I must be lucky." I mockingly say. Her fists clench and she looks away.

"Well it won't happen again, man whore." she hisses, turning and glaring at me. Great, now she hates us.

She turns away and walks off. Fine then, I don't care. Bullshit. No, you're bullshit, conscious. You're just jealous because I make the better decisions. Ha! Pff, you're the one who's decisions get us butt hurt! Yeah, but it's enjoyable up until then!

Why do I talk to myself? Because I have brilliant advice.

No. You really don't.
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To be honest, I'm always talking to myself. Sometimes I'll whisper it and my brother thinks I'm crazy.

And I am.

Bye!

B.
B-M