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b e l l a



"Jamie darling," She started jokingly, a white toothed smile betraying her attempt at keeping a straight face. "The week Nate spends more than 3 days sober will be the day somebody doesn't find something about us to start a drama over- even before we started our A-Levels we always got dragged into shit which to be fair, was mostly my fault- I apologise for that sincerely," She replied him to gently running a small hand through her thick dark hair, looking at him contently but she knew better than to know his question came purely out of jest. He was genuinely concerned this wouldn't die down wasn't he? She wandered for a moment but deep down she knew he'd never find the kind of attention they'd been getting lately easy. In a moment of courage, she swallowed her pride and leaned over, gently taking his hand in hers and looking down as she thought to herself, watching her own hand.

"It'll pass Jamie. You'll get out, we'll go to school- keep our heads down, finish our A-Levels and then move out, the drama won't follow us till the end of the year forget to our adult lives," She assured softly. "Then we can like go to London or somewhere and I'll go to a Dance academy or something and you'll start climbing the music ladder- y'know get a band and a record deal going, then I'll take a year off to come tour with you guys and to make sure you don't embarrass yourself in the tour bus and then I'll drag your sorry ass to a recital of mine and we'll sit there in a bar in the early hours of the following morning, at 2am thinking; fuck, remember when we were at school? That was pretty shitty but hey, got us here," She told him, listing off the story like it was something she'd thought about hundreds of times before and maybe it was. "Or- I suppose you could be a vet nurse but I'm sorry I'm not coming to watch you do some kind of operation, I'd faint," She replied with a small joking smile.

It was funny for all Bella's fearlessness, pride and attitude- you'd never see her wince at anything except her Mother and a certain, very specific insult. You'd never see her cringe about anything else other than those things except for a hurt animal. It'd probably reduce her to tears, she could remember walking to school once with Jamie when she'd first started after getting expelled from her private school back in Chelsea and they'd found a road kill and out of no where this girl in gothic patterned tights, black lip stick and boots started crying and it was almost unbelievable how sudden the impact of it was. She remembered that with a fond smile because she could recall how she used to look like Mavis out of 'Hotel Transylvania' like it was the reflection she'd seen in the mirror that morning.

So out of seemingly nowhere she turned to Jamie with a sheepish smile of amusement. "Hey Jamie," She whispered like she was about to tell him some insanely confidential gossip; "Remember when I used to look like Mavis?" She asked with a soft laugh.

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n a t h a n i e l



He laughed with her grinning softly before he had a go at his food, trying it and shamelessly savouring the taste with a slight moan but after he finished his mouthful, he was already brought to slight chuckles again after hearing Ellie's comment and seeing how casually she ate her food- her table manners were genuinely worse than his and he was a male stoner, how the hell could she be worst? It was only because Nate was such a posh boy at the same time, he spoke, dressed and had the mannerisms of a posh boy but at the same time he was incredibly thick skulled, lazy and of course- a stoner. It didn't make a lot of sense but it was something most people had gotten use to over the years.

"Ellie my darling- call me whenever you have a hangover, I insist you do because I haven't laughed this hard since like Year Two," He told her honestly, grinning gently. He rolled his eyes at her comments on the food; "You sound like me when I've got munchies," He commented before taking a sip of his drink.