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I put my light on. I saw my book on my legs. I was halfway through. I picked it up and started to read again.

It was a book my mum had written. Andy gave it to me along with a few others she wrote.

They were funny... Actually, they were amazing!

I heard talking. "Rose has been reading her mom's books. She seems to be enjoying them" Andy said to someone. "How's her head?" A woman asked.

"Her head is fine." He said. "I can't wait to meet her" yup a voice of a woman that I don't know.

I got up for the first time in forever and walked out quietly. I saw Andy's computer on the table and him smiling. I snook in the bathroom. I stood by the door and listened.

"Look, Rose might be pissed at first but she will give in." He said.

I'm already pissed and confused. I flushed the toilet and washed my hands anyways just to add that real effect.

I walked out wiping my hands on my pants. I grabbed my jacket and went tours the door. "Where are you going?" He asked. "To smoke," I said bluntly. "What are you doing?" I smirked. He knew I heard now.

"Please don't tell" he pleaded quietly. I grabbed his cigarettes. "I'm taking two, and this is for keeping me quiet for a week," I said putting the rest down.

He nodded. I walked out and put my hood up. "Hey is Andy up?" Someone asked. I looked through the rain. "Yeah, he's talking to someone," I said lighting the death stick up. "Oh, well when he's done just stop by Askings bus" the man smiled. I nodded.

He jogged off. I finished one the went inside. He was on his phone now. "Dude, Asking wants you," I said looking at him.

He nodded and got up. "Come with me, they want to meet you too" he shrugged. "Okay," I said walking off.

I knocked on the door of the bus. A girl looking to be at least 19 or say my age with blue hair opens the door. "Hey, me and my friend Andy are here some dude wanted to talk to him," I said smiling. "Oh common on," she said all nervous. We walked on. She went to the back.

"YO!" Andy said loudly. "YO!" Danny yelled. He ran to the front.

He picked up andy and spun him. "Erm..." I trail off. He dropped him and held his hand out.

I shook his hand. "Damn you have a grip" he smiled. "I'm Danny nice to meet you Rose" "nice to meet you too" I smiled back.

"RIOT GET YOUR BLUEBERRY ASS OVER HERE AND MEET MY FRIENDS!" He shouted.

(Riot's pov)

"Hi, I'm Rose" she smiled. Her breath smelled like cigarettes and mint. It was intoxicating. Her hair fell slightly in her face. She was perfect. I shook her hand. She chuckled at me. I was probably a tomato. "I'm Riot, but my dad calls me BLUEBERRY."

She smiled damn her smile made me shiver.

It's scary how I'm so attracted I am to her. But so calming.

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We were playing truth or dare man I'm going to die.

"Riot, I dare you to sit on Rose's lap!" Dad dared. "Erm... Is it okay with you?" I asked Rose. Rose shrugged. I went over and sat down.

"Okay Rose, truth or dare?" Dad asked. "Danny, this is a lesson, I always take a dare," she said a sexy ass smirk showing on her face.

"I dare you to go on the roof of the bus and yell. 'FUCK EVERYONE' " He smiled. I got up she got up and went outside. I heard her yell. I saw the door open. I got back on her lap. Oil smiled. "Riot, truth or dare?" "Truth," I said quietly.

"Do you like Rose?" He asked. Everything got quiet. I froze up.

How am I supposed to react!? I looked down then at Rose in the corner of my eye.

She looked at me. I got up and ran out. I went behind the bus and sat.

"Riot... Are you okay?" A voice asked. I shook my head. She sat next to me. She put her arm around my shoulder. 

"Everythings okay... you know, there's a lot of things that even Andy doesn't know about me. We have been friends since we were born. And If you want to try to be more than friends we can try. I don't mind. I'm BI. And you seem to be a really good person" She smiled. 

I froze and looked at her. 

She smiled. I pulled her into a hug. "Do you want to go for a walk? grab some coffee and maybe some sweats?" She asked smiling. I nodded. 

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