•Chapter Eight•

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Ash's P.O.V

I'm so fucking tired. I thought I could get some sleep at lunch but nope. I was made to sit with them again but by Joe this time and they are being so loud. Especially Isla, surprisingly. She's ranting with lots of hand movements which is quite cute but I'm not paying attention so fuck knows what she's saying.

I never got to bed 'till around three in the morning due to that Buzz person. After finding Sasha we done what we needed and left him on the doorstep of a known member of their gang. It took us hours to get information out of the prick.
He'll probably be killed after he passes on the message due to him giving us their intel but oh well, shouldn't have spoke. Everyone knows you don't speak, no matter what.

"Ash? You good?" Jay asks and looks at me with concern. I looked around and the other two were looking at Isla with amused expressions as she spoke. I turned back to see them waiting on an answer.

"Course, why wouldn't I be?" I asked and took a sip of my water. "Because you have massive bags under your eyes and you've been zoned out all of lunch. You even missed Isla's rant on this really interesting dream she had." They replied and became sarcastic towards the end making me laugh. Isla does seem to rant about useless shit a lot.

"Just a rough night, nothing to worry about." I reassured with a slight smile as the bell went and we all left for class.

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It's happened again. Why can't this group of weirdos just leave me alone? All I want to do is go home and sleep but no, I'm being dragged to McDonalds. At least I'm getting food out of it, even if I need to deal with the group of freaks.

They decided to walk there as it was a nice day and it wasn't far. I was walking with Jay, who's the only one that doesn't annoy me. Joe and Maddie were in front of us whispering loudly (I think they think we can't hear them but they're practically shouting), while Isla was ahead of us all.

I wasn't paying attention to what the "secretive" conversation Joe and Mads were having until I heard them say something that intrigued me. I looked at Jay who was on their phone and not paying attention.

"-pay more attention to her and if she does something we need to tell Collin. She doesn't seem to have rela-" I heard them say before Isla turned around and interrupted them. Who do they need to pay more attention to? Is it me? Is that why they insist on bringing me to everything they do? So they can get intel and tell "Collin"? Is that their boss? I bet they are working for those morons. Oh I will so kill them all if I find out they are.

I got snapped out of my thoughts as we arrived at McDonalds. I sat with them in a booth, with me on the outside for an easy escape if something happens, now not trusting the group of clowns. I don't normally like jumping to conclusions so I won't start anything the now but I will keep a close eye on them.

"Ash! What do you want? Joe and Mads are going up to order." Jay asks, waving a hand in front of my face, snapping me from my thoughts. I tell them my order and they leave after I give them money. "Just going to the toilet," Jay said and I nodded, letting them out.

It was just Isla and I now and she starts to talk about this book she's reading. Here we go again. She's never spoke to me and now that I am in a mood she decides to. I try to hold myself off from saying something as I know she doesn't mean any harm but she's caught me in my worst moods. I'm hungry, tired and now I'm sus of the people that could potentially become my friends. Even if they are weird.

It's only been around a minute of her talking shit and I'm ready to snap. I look at her and she doesn't seem to be shutting up anytime soon.

"Do you ever shut up? Jesus, all you do is talk shit and it's getting so annoying!" I half-shout and roll my eyes. She just whispers an apology, smiles and shrugs before going on her phone. However, with her dimples that I noticed she had today not appearing and her eyes going watery, I knew I fucked up. I noticed myself glaring at her - because of my actions - and her shrinking down, avoiding my eye contact. Probably thinks I was glaring at her, fuck.

I was about to apologies when the others came back with the food. Great.

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Isla's P.O.V

"Thanks." I mumbled when Joe gave me my food. Everyone was back now and probably felt the tension as they look at us confused.

"What's happened?" Joe asks after giving everyone their food. I don't answer and neither did Ash so she asks Jay who shrugs. "Was at the toilet, we legit met when I was walking back." They answered and laughed while Joe just replied with an "Oh" after realising.

"Ash?" Maddie asks and I just lowered my head and ate a chip, zoning out from the conversation.

I never meant to talk so much. I never really do unless it's the others or my family, Ash just made me anxious so I ended up rambling like I normally do in uncomfortable situations. I know I'm annoying when I talk shit but I can't help it. I've tried to not talk as much but it just makes my mind overflow with stupid thoughts. I thought if I told people my stupider thoughts it would help drown out the bad ones. I don't like the bad ones. I tried writing them in a diary once but I hated that so I stopped.

I knew Ash hated me. She never spoke to me and then with that glare earlier it confirmed it. If she feels like that after just one "conversation" with me I wonder how much I annoy the others as I speak to them more. I do have days I try be quiet and looking back I've noticed how happy everyone was. I also think about how they react to my rants. They always just shake their heads and dismiss me. Why didn't they tell me I was so annoying? Did they tell Ash to tell me so they never had to? I don't blame them, I couldn't tell som-

"Isles, you good?" I heard Mads ask, snapping me from my thoughts. I noticed the others look at me as well, probably realising how weird I really am. I nod my head and give them my best fake smile. "Course, why wouldn't I be?" I asked and they shrugged before going back to their conversations.
And with that I've decided I'll try harder to keep my thoughts to myself and just listen to them for once. How selfish can I be? I never even let them talk. Oh my fucking God, I'm such a shit friend.

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