chapter 10

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Joel's POV

I got the choice of going on the bus to go home go get a lift with my mum. I chose the bus just so I wouldn't have to tell my mum straight away that I got a detention. And I know my sister would have something to say about Lizzie in the car. The bus was late. Maybe that's a once off thing. It looks like most of the first years sit downstairs and the rest of the years sit upstairs. (A/n That's acc my irl bus right there lol) I walk upstairs and sit in the middle. I didn't know Leah went on our bus. I seen oli, yammy and Lizzie take the buss this morning. And her too friends are here. Dumb and dumber? Yeah. I can hear people talking about me "black out binning" lizzie. I don't even know what that means. I put my earphones in and obsession by Jon bellion plays. I hear oli screaming. I look up to see him standing up. What's going on there. He doesn't seem too happy. I decide not to get involved and continue to look threw my instagram feed. A few minutes later i hear Lizzie shout. I take out my earphones to listen to what she's saying. I only manage to catch the part where she called Sophie fake. Sophie didn't take it well. She jumped over too Lizzie and started smacking her. I run down the bus aisle to try and pull her off. Then a sixth year starts soaking them in water. "GET OFF ME" Lizzie shouts. Maddie comes up the stairs and looks shocked. "MADDIE GET DOWNSTAIRS NOW!" Yammy goes over to Maddie. "Yammy wait for me!" I follow her down the stairs. "What's going on?" Maddie asks. "Joel can explain!" Yammy nudges me. I look at her. Then at Maddie. "Well, eh. Nothing. Nothing is happening. You seen nothing! You're asleep. This whole day was fake! Just a dream!" I panic. "Joel?" Yammy looks confused at me. I shrug my shoulders. "So oli doesn't like me?" She asks. "Well" me and yammy say at the exact same time. It sounss like everything's calm. "I'll go upstairs to make sure lizzies okay. Stay down here to make sure Maddie doesn't come up. Yammy whispers and heads upstairs. "Do you like dreams?" I ask trying to make conversation. "No." She replays. "Too bad cause your having one." I'll admit I kinda sound like a prick. "So Sasha isn't my friend?" She looks at me. "No she is, eh" I scratch my head. "So I'm not dreaming?"

Wow short I know. But I'm really tired I'm sorry :3xox

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