in which four girls attend sixth form
and befriend absolute wankers ♡
❛ the four of you are fucking insufferable. ❜
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➣ damon albarn x oc
➣ liam gallagher x oc
➣ noel gallagher x oc
➣ graham coxon x oc (no)
ongoing ✓
it's all just a bit of crai...
NEVE TURNER was a stickler for school rules, she was always too anxious to bunk off classes incase she was caught. A time she specifically remembered was in year 11 when Jess, Brona and Kat wanted to bunk a maths lesson, even Alex James was trying to pull her out the door, she eventually ended up going with them, but not before having fifty fucking heart attacks.
Then there she was, standing outside the door to history and she wasn't prepared to get the tits bored off her by Mr Perry so she was considering bunking. She'd seen another boy leave, she didn't know who he was but at break Brona had complained about some lad that she had to show around called Liam-the same boy who'd near knocked her off her feet that morning. Neve was thinking the boy who left could've been his brother or something because it seemed he was new as well.
Alex James whom was in her form was stood next to the class as well waiting to go in. "Would you just fucking go?" They were by no means friends, but they knew each other well enough to be cheeky fuckers.
"You know me, I'm proper shitting them," she stressed, banging her head against the wall.
"Be careful or we'll have to get Graham to drive you to the hospital and that means ending up at Asda," Neve had heard the whole Asda-hospital fiasco from Jess at break time, she thought it was rather funny. "I'll cover for you, I'll say you're throwing up your lungs in the toilet."
"How comforting," Neve replied trying not to smile. "Why don't you come with me?" She'd be way less nervous if someone bunked off with her.
"Believe me, I wish I could," Alex frowned, "but the last exam we did I got 12/50 so I reckon I should be paying attention." He smiled, "just go, I bet sir won't even ask and if he does, I'll distract him."
"How you gonna distract him?" She asked, amusement glinting in her eyes.
"I'll seduce him," he winked and jogged off into the class not sparing Neve a last look.
She decided to leave before others showed up to the class and her hands were shaking the whole way down to the smoking area behind the school. Obviously it wasn't an official smoking area, it was just some trees that students decided to sneak behind and smoke.
Neve didn't even know why the fuck she was skipping for, she never did. She just didn't want to see Mr Perry as he hated her, she supposed that maybe he'd be happy that she hadn't turned up and he'd prayed for it.
The boy who'd walked out from history earlier was sat down in the grass staring at an unlit cigarette, his eyes were drawn to her in an instant when he heard footsteps headed his way.
"Alright?" He asked and she nodded. "Ya wouldn't 'appen to 'ave a light?" Ah. He was from Manchester.
"Yeah," she replied, "only if you give me one of your fags though." The lad threw her one and she lighted it up, then passed the lighter to him after. "I'm Neve by the way."
"Noel," was all he said, taking a drag from his cigarette.
"You Liam's brother?" She questioned. Liam had only been in the school a day and already everyone had heard of him. He apparently was throwing fish fingers at people during break. No one even knew how he got them since they weren't to be served till lunch. Noel however, was a complete mystery.
"Yeah," he sighed, "what's he done now then?" He asked the question as if he was ready to hear some accusation about Liam, it seemed he always got himself into trouble.
"Nothing to me like, haven't spoken a word to him."
"He's a cunt so I recommend keepin' it that way." Neve laughed at this, she loved a good sibling rivalry, she had them with her brothers too.
She cocked her head, "yous don't get on then?"
Noel smiled at her, "no he does me fuckin' head in." But she guessed he still loved him all the same, it was that way for every pair of siblings, you hated them but you loved them.
"Why've you bunked?" Neve was one nosy bitch, just had to know everything.
"Hate history, don't even know why I've picked it," he told her. "Back in Manchester I used to bunk it all the time with me mates an' we'd go round to Sifters and buy records or summat."
"You into music then?" Another question, she was on a roll. Neve thought he did look like one of those music lads, he had the hair to be in a band.
"Yeah, like y'know the Beatles and the stone roses and all that," Noel was leaning into the conversation more now. This was the most anyone had been interested in him all day and he quite liked it.
"Fucking same!" Neve exclaimed laughing. "You look like you'd be in a band."
"You think so?" Noel quizzed. "Don't know if that's an insult or not, but cheers."
"No it's definitely a compliment," she reassured. "Like Albarn and his mates look like a boyband but thats not a compliment."
"Is that 'em shandy boys who walk round like they fuckin' own the place? Posh cunts." And already Neve had another person on the I-hate-Damon-train, Brona would be thrilled!
"Aye that's them alright."
They talked for ages, until it was time for them to go to music, which they actually took together. It seemed as though everyone was in music, Damon and all his mates were as well, as were Kat and Jess. Maybe she could introduce them to Noel and he could make some friends, or maybe she could keep their secret smoke to themselves. She quite liked Noel, but she didn't know if he'd exactly mesh well with her mates, particularly Jess.
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shitelifeuh the irl neve would never bunk history +Noels well cute isnt he xx -cheers for reading x
