𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏𝟖

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𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕-------
I'm in the most hopeless situation ever. And I literally cannot get out of it. I really like Sienna, no, I love Sienna. But she doesn't like me back, I know she doesn't. Because who would get feelings for someone that made the physically hurt themself? Nobody.

𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕-------
"Are we nearly there im sure my legs are about to drop off" I complained

"Bitch we haven't even walked that far yet" Bill elbowed me

"Bitch I did legs yesterday" I retaliated

"You shagged your legs?!" Tom laughed

"I was at the gym you dumb shit" I started hitting him with a leaf I'd pulled off a tree, I knew it would do nothing but oh well.

"Sienna your hitting me with a leaf that's not gonna do anything" Tom laughed

"Then why are you shielding your head" I laughed

"Because your dangerous" Tom was still laughing

"No I am not" I fought back

"You attack me daily" He responded

"Aw I love you really" I hugged him before pulling his hat off and putting it on myself.

"THATS MY NEW HAT YOU LITTLE SHIT" He shouted, taking his 'prised possession' back.

𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐏-------
We are all on top of an old abandoned building in the middle of nowhere. It's really pretty though.

I'm laying across Tom since there is nowhere to fucking sit without falling through the fucking roof.

"Find an abandoned place where there's room for all of us to sit down next time" I complained

"No you two are cute" Bill smiles, he's really trying his best to get us to date. It won't work, even if I do like him. He doesn't like me.

"Fuck off" I flipped him off

"Or I'll throw you down there" Tom added, pointing down the huge hole in the roof that's to his left.

"You even finish each others sentences" Georg laughed

"Cute motherfuckers" Gustav smiled

"I think we should ban Gustav from saying motherfucker"

"Agreed"

"Obviously"

"Please"

"Motherfuckers" Gustav flipped us all off

"OH MY GOD"

"GUSTAV ILY BUT PLEASE"

"GUSTAV ISTG

"STFU PLEASE ILL PAY YOU"

"GUS. STOP PLEASE"

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