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Estelle Parker

Tuesday, 12:14pm:

The short arm remains on one minute away from lunch time, I watch the thin arm tick and tick and tick until it reaches twelve.

The bell rings, echoing off the walls. Students rise out of their seats and pack away their stuff before exiting the classroom. I follow the herd out of the room before splitting off towards my locker. "Hey! Stell!" I turn around and smile at Johnson, I notice Grace walking off as if she and he had just been talking.

"What's up?" I ask, spinning back to my locker to take my money out of my bag and put my bag in my locker.

"Just walking my little step sis to lunch." He grins, ruffling my hair which makes me glare at him.

"Rule number one, do not and I repeat do not touch my hair when it is on point." I seethe, fixing my hair with the front camera on my phone.

"Sorry," He holds his hands up in defence as we begin our journey to the cafeteria. He then smirks, nudging my side. "So what's up with you and ma' boy?" He asks, I roll my eyes and blush.

"Nothing too serious, just...going with the flow." I shrug, unsure.

"And last night, if you wanted to fuck then you could have just told me, save me having to walk to the door and hear you and him in the middle of fucking." He grimaces, I laugh and whack his chest.

"We never fucked, we-"

"Woah, I don't want to know, I heard enough," He exclaims, covering his ears which makes me laugh as we walk into the cafeteria and wait in the food line. "Yo I think Miracle and Skate are hooking up you know." He informs quietly, nodding his head over to Miracle and Nate who walk into the room with flushed faces.

I gasp and shove my money into Jack's hands, telling him to buy me the most edible looking food, before speed walking over to Miracle and dragging her to the side. "When was you going to tell me?"

"Woah calm down dude, tell you what?"

"That you and Skate are hooking up." I reply.

She shrugs her shoulders, stuffing her hands in her pockets. "I didn't think there was a need to be honest, you seem perfectly fine not telling me and Grace about Wilk." She retorts before attempting to walk off but I block her.

"Because me and Wilk aren't hooking up, we're just talking." I sheepishly reply, replaying last night's events back in my mind.

"Where you just talking when Sam butt dialed Nate? Huh?" She rolls her eyes at me, walking past me.

I furrow my eyebrows, following her to our usual table where Grace and Johnson sit, my lunch ready for me to eat. "Grace did you know about Skate and Mir hooking up?"

She sheepishly nods her head, looking down. "You told her but not me? What the fuck Mir?"

"Excuse me but if you wasn't so desperate for Wilk then maybe we would tell you, your so desperate it's unbelievable." She scoffs, sitting down beside Grace as Nate walks over with Sam.

"What do you mean we? Grace please." I groan, running my fingers through my hair.

"It's only been a week or a few days." She blurts out, red in the cheeks.

"With who?" I ask, coming to the conclusion that it's one of the Jacks if she never told me.

She turns to Johnson, I groan. "I'm sorry, you've just been spending more time with Sam than what you have with us and I didn't want to ruin it for you by texting you all the time."

"What's up?" Sam questions, sitting down next to me, a confused frown on his face.

"They haven't told me that they're hooking up with the guys because apparently I've been spending too much time with you." I sigh, resting my chin in my palm.

"Estelle loves you guys, you've all been best friends for years, a few days away from you guys shouldn't make a difference." He defends, sneekily placing his hand on my thigh for comfort.

"Let's all face it, we're hooking up with fuckboys-" the guys protest playfully with hey or watch it. "And we're gonna' be best friends whether we're dating guys or not, let's all hang out tonight." Grace suggests.

"Let's go to the movies!"

"Nah let's go to the beach." Sammy smirks, wrapping his arm around my waist.

"I'm in." Skate says, chewing on his Doritos.

"Whatever it is, we're in." We hear Gilinsky speak, walking towards our table with his arm hooked around a pretty girl's shoulders.

I recall a conversation about a new girl this morning, this must be her. "Who's this?" Johnson asks, referring to the dirty blonde haired, brown eyed girl beside Gilinsky with a bright smile on her face.

"Guys this is Jodie," he informs. "Jodie this is Nate, Miracle, Grace, Johnson, Estelle and last and least, Sam."

"Call me Skate." Nate smiles.

"Call me Sammy." Sammy says, I furrow my eyebrows as he reaches over and shakes her hand before kissing the back of it - we all furrow our eyebrows at him.

Maybe I'm being a little too kind to him.

"Nice to meet you guys." Jodie grins sweetly.

4:13pm:

"Jack has better eyebrows than me, it's totally unfair." Jodie laughs as we set our towels down on the sand. The guys had ran off into the water as soon as they got out of the car.

"They're on point every day." I joke, taking off my shorts and t-shirt to tan on my bikini.

"So, Jodie, why did you move?" Grace asks.

"My parents just wanted a change so we moved over here from New York, plus we've always wanted to come here." She answers.

Tuning out of the conversation, I watch Sam stare at a group of girls splashing about in the water.

Bitch do not do it.

Yet he does, he quickly checks over his shoulders before walking over to them, running his hands through his damp hair. I stand and walk over to him, standing just close enough to hear their conversatio whilst splashing Johnson.

"So, how old are you Sammy?" The red head asks, fixing the strap on her bikini.

"I'm eighteen, what about you guys?" He charms them, smiling to bring out his dimples and placing his hands on his hips casually.

"I'm fourteen." One says, I hold in my laugh.

"I'm sixteen."

"Thirteen."

"Fourteen too, but age doesn't matter Sammy." She purrs, moving closer to him as he backs away.

"Fuck," He mutters, turning and stopping when he sees me. "Uh, hi?" He sheepishly says, rubbing the back of his neck.

I turn to Gilinsky, starting a splash war - ignoring Sammy.

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I give up with a updating schedule, I'm still going to update near enough every day just not at the same time. It's too much pressure trying to have chapters done by 8pm-9pm (UK time).

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