bailey wharton x fem!oc
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↳ Living in the dumping ground for the majority of her life, Alana is well known in the household. Known for her fast comebacks and 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 anger issues.
Bailey Wharton, a boy of whom is also majorly known fo...
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"episode two - back in the game"
BAILEY HAD A VERY EVENTFUL MORNING. We managed to sneak Dexter back into the house so he could stay hidden in Bailey's room until we get him out of Roddy's gang.
I woke up this morning to find out that Bailey had to race to the police station as Dexter had left a note saying he was going to turn himself in. Luckily Bailey got to him in time.
In the shed, Bailey, Dexter and I sit on beanbags. "There's a house we know from our old dog walking service." Bailey tells him.
We're coming up with a plan to get Roddy caught in the act. All we had to do was pick a house and whilst they're in there, alert the police to get them nicked. Simple really.
"They've got a silent alarm." I add, "You get us?"
Dex sighs, "I think so."
"Roddy won't know they're coming, the police will catch them right at it. Boom." Bailey imitates with his hands.
The shed door swings open and reveals us to Sasha and Roddy's dad.
"Dexter." The dad starts, "Didn't come down for breakfast, your mum guessed you'd be here."
"We were just chatting about the game." Bailey covers up as he leans into me.
Sasha glares at him, "You're not supposed to be coaching him." I roll my eyes at her voice. "That was the deal."
"It's okay Sash, no good coach wants to give up a player." Roddy's dad interrupts.
"Roddy won't be too happy."
"He'd be crashed out in bed, had a late on last night."
I sigh before looking over at Dex, "Text Bailey."
He nods in return as he stands, "Yeah."
We both watch all three of them leave, our fingers entwined for comfort.
=•=
We stick the Lost cat poster on a letter box near to the house we've planned the set up and Bailey quickly pulls out his phone sending a message to Dex.
To Dexter The jobs done, over to you.
We begin to make our way back home. Excitement brewing within because of the thought of catching Roddy in the act.
Back in the kitchen, we sit on the island seats, waiting for a text back.
The other residents of the house had been trying to get a way to meet the neighbours like us, as they currently believe that we robbed their house.
"Right listen up," We hear Jody talk from behind us. "A.R.A.C.O is investigating the sneak who stole my bike."
A.R.A.C.O being Ashdene Ridge Anti-Crime Operation.
Ryan holds a cup and smirks, "You're A.R.A.C.O, and someone stole your bike. You must be really rubbish."
