Ch.7

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Dylan never came home that night, saying I was disappointed was an understatement, the next morning everyone was downstairs, everyone except for Dylan, I was still in my pyjamas when I came down, I felt like shit, my stomach was hurting and it wasn't from my period, everyone looked up at me as I walked in, their faces showing utter shock, "Blake are you okay? You don't look to good" Ryan says as he comes towards me.

As he comes towards me my eyes begin to blur, I feel dizzy and my head swirls in circles, lifting my hand up to my head I wobble to get my balance back, "whoa, steady there" I smile at him as soon as the dizziness and blurred vision stopped, "yeah thanks I'm fine now" walking to the table I sit down between Kayden and Leon, Ryan places plate of food in front of me, I thank him before tucking into the food.

Ten minutes later I've finished eating standing up I take my plate and put it in the sink, turning round I walk back out "right I'm going for a shower and we can go" they all nod their heads.

Walking back up the stairs, I head to my room to shower. After a fifteen minute shower I switch off the water, grabbing a towel I wrap it tightly round my body, drying my hair with another towel before blow drying it, deciding to do something different I straighten my hair, adding a small amount of make-up I head out the bathroom, opening the door I walk straight to my draws, pulling out a matching black lace bra and pants, I drop the towel and slip the underwear on, turning round I pick up the towel throwing it into the basket across the room, I fist bump the air when it lands straight in, walking over to my closet I find a pair of ripped black skinny jeans that I never realised I had, slipping them on I look for a top, but had no luck.

Walking to my door I take a breath opening it a little bit I look to see if anyone was there, thankfully no one was, running across the hall I wander into Ryan's room, walking to his closet I see all his clothes on hangers, below were a few boxes each had the other boys names on, inside I'm guessing was clothes that belong to whoever name was on the box.

Looking at all the boxes I stop in front of Dylan's my hand hovers over his clothes but the sweet smell of blueberries fill my senses, my eyes drift over to the right where Kayden's box lays, looking in the boxes I see a football shirt peeking out, stopping in front of his box I pull out the shirt, standing up straight I open the shirt in front of me, I seemed to be fairly new, turning it round I see Kayden's surname 'Culder' printed on the back of it, and his number '7' below it, biting my lip I took the risk, flipping it over I pull it on my head, walking out the closet I head back to my room, grabbing Kyle's hoodie I slip it on over the top, basking in the smell of both Kyle and Kayden I grab my phone before heading downstairs to head to school.

Walking into the living room I freeze when I see all the lads except Dylan sat around, "what are you lot doing here, school starts in a few minutes, I thought you'd have gone by now" I look at them all, "well we weren't going to leave without you, and we were probably going to get a detention anyway so it doesn't matter" shrugging my shoulders all the boys stood up and we all headed out the door to school.

Twenty minutes later, we arrive at school, classes begun twenty five minutes ago, all of us got out the car, I thought we were heading straight into the building but I was wrong, instead they began walking round the side of the building I knew they were going for a smoke.

Speeding up a bit I managed to get in front of them all, a few of them chuckle, looking over my shoulder I see all of them have a cigarette in their hands already lit too.

As we reach the edge of the building I'm the first to go round, but I stop when I see what's in front of me, I could feel the boys practically on top of me, so I snapped out of my frozen state and spun around, walking towards them, I stop in front of them causing them to stop too, "has anyone seen Dylan, he left at dinner last night and never came home, and he wasn't there this morning?" They all look at me curiously and then shrug, "I have no idea, sorry Blake" I nod my head, they swerve round me before continuing to the back of the building, thankfully what I saw before was no longer there.

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