All the trouble started on our wedding day

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I had cleaned most of the gym, some guys came in and started practicing drills and stuff.

I looked over to the strategy board. Jack was there, tweaking things here and there. I walked over to him and tapped his shoulder, he turned to look at me and I held out my hand for the pen.

He didn't ask what I wanted just gave me the pen and moved out of the way so I could change the positions.

When I was done I turned to see Jack stood there with a smile on his face, he gave me a thumbs up and said something.

"I can't hear you, I've got my headphones on full blast!"

He leaned forward and pushed my headphones back.

"I know, you can hear your music it's that loud, anyway, that's a good plan I'm gonna make some tweaks though,"

I nodded and put my headphones back on.

I went and sat at the top of the bleachers.

I was wearing a short sleeved, black Nike shirt that went down, below my butt with grey jeans that went to my ankles, and my black Nike SB's.

I paired them with black ankle socks and my grey headphones.

I left my headphones around my neck, and pulled my crazy red hair into a bun, keeping it there with two pencils.

I had nothing to do so I pulled out my sketchbook, and started drawing.

To be honest with you I don't even know what I'm drawing, I just put my pencil to paper. When I finished I picked it up and held it to the light, the colour immediately drained from my face.

I had drawn Josh, in some sort of spy get up, holding a little girls hand, who looked suspiciously like a younger version of me.

They were stood in front of a house, that appeared to be, on fire?

"that is very disturbing,"

I jumped and saw the guys stood behind me, looking at my picture. I snapped my book shut and turned to look at them.

"Dec, Ash, Bent, how are you guys doing?" I asked, chuckling nervously.

"oh we're fine," said Derek straightening up and crossing his arms, "but are you?" he asked glaring at me.

"yeah, I'm fine," I said standing up and crossing my own arms, "Why'd you ask?"

Ash and Bennett also stood up and crossed their arms, glaring at me.

"Maybe cause you didn't come home last night," said Ash dryly.

"But you know, that's just one option," said a scowling Derek.

"Guys don't make it such a big deal,  you're attracting attention," said Bent in his normal monotone voice and poker face.

"But it is a big deal!" Hissed Ash, and boy was it scary seeing him act like this and not his normal, funny, carefree self.

"He's right-," said Derek,

"Thank you, finally someone recognises my intelligen-"

"-For once," he finished.

I chuckled, I was trying my hardest to be mad at them, but it just wouldn't work.

"Ok, look guys I'm sorry, next time if I'm gonna stay somewhere other that home I'll call you," I said raising my hands up in defeat. "You guys are worse that mum and dad, dad didn't actually mind, and mum just didn't want me to get pregnant," big mistake saying that.

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