Rikki's P.O.V:
' So we're here,' i said as i lead them up the grotty stairs of our flats, since the lift is out of order, i hate where we live, alothugh the people that live here are quite nice. They are quiet on a daily basis and good for when you need some sugar for your tea. I unlocked our flat, after a half an hour wak up the stairs, we live on the top floor, number 24, there are twelve floors and two flats on each level. As i unlock the door, Mrs.C comes out from number 23. ' Hello, Rikki,' she says in her fragile voice. ' Just nipping downstairs, to Johns. Have a nice night.' she tells me without even batting an eye lid, at the boys, standing in a clump behind me. ' Ok Mrs. C, have a nice night, tell john i said hi.' i say. I unlocked the door and let the boys in. ' Bye Mrs.C' Demi. shouted down the stairs. Mrs.C is a old lady, she is seventy nine, and still healthy except for her hips, she has arthritis in both her hips. She always gives me things, once i went round for some sugar, and she went on about how i remind her of her neighbour during the war. Always friendly and cheerful she said.
I agree with that, my head is a different place, im remembering the nice days i hade with Rose. I mean Mrs.C, only John is allowed to call her Rose. I am snapped out of this day dream, by the lads staring at me. ' Rikki,' Jay shouts at me. ' What do you want' i snap at him. ' You need to get your suitcase packed' he tells me. ' Ok, im gunna get changed as well.' I tell Demi. There are cardboard boxes everywhere, because, Demi and Nessie have just moved in, I needed help with rent.
The boys sit down on the sofa, whilst we get changed. I go into my room, which is also my studio. I pack my batman suitcase. Then change into silvery, white skinnies, red supras, a U MAD BRO? t-shirt, a red hoodie, neon braclets, a Hunger Games baclet, a white watch and a skull necklace my mother gave to me. I wheeled my suitcase, into the living room, it had the essentials, skinny jeans, vans, hightops, snapbacks, band t-shirts, jumpers, phone charger earphones, pyjamas, accsessories, and a whole lot of shit. It was quite a large suitcase, i grabbed my red snapback from the side and threw it on my head. ' Anyone want a drink' i asked, they all said no except Nathan, who asked for a glass of water. I gave him a glass of water and started brewing a pot of coffee.
Whenever im stressed, i make myself a pot of coffee. ' You Stressed?' Demi said as she hauled her extra large suitcase, across the floor of the living room. ' A little bit.' i said, i realised i had forgotten my mckenzie bag, with all my art things, i rushed into my room and grabbed the bag. Demi stood there laughing her head off. Oh yeah Demi was wearing shorts, a blue surf jumper, a black vest, what i think is her skull vest and black heels, she accsessories' the outfit with blue braclets. She looks, stunning. DING!!! The coffee machine goes off, yummmm. I sniff the air, it smells of warm coffee. ' I smell coffee' Nessie says, as she comes tumbling out of her room. I laugh which starts demi off, gosh the lads probarly think this a mad house. ' You're already hyper enough Ness, no coffee for you' She gave me the evils, ' JUST KIDDING' i said pouring her, demi and i a cup of coffee. I have my special Misfits mug, Demi a BVB one and Nessie a Elmo one. I dont know why she insists in having that cup, but its cute.
' Anyone else want some coffee' i say handing the scorching hot coffee to Demi and Nessie. No's erupt from their mouths. ' So...' i say filling the akward silence ' Combine Harvester' Nathan says in a loud voice. I burst into fits of laughter for some odd reason ' What the hell was that?' i ask him. He just shrugs. ' Whats happening then?' i say ' Well you have to come on tour with us for some reason. According to our manager you will be...' at that point Tom whack's nathan round the head with a pillow. Anyway, we left the flat, leaving nothing on. I had thoughts on slideshow in my, head. It wasn't pretty. Oh i forgot to tell you what Nessie was wearing a long white dress, brown leather sandals, gold bangles, a woven sun hat, a denim jacket ( cut off at the arm and waist) and a brown paul's boutique bag.

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