The gang of nine were heading down to the beach house, Effy was driving and the last time she was when they were all together, they nearly were hunted down on the fateful trip to the woods. The nerves could be felt, as could the crush at the back.
"Um, Effy, it's getting very tight out in the boot." JJ shouted.
"Fuck off, JJ, you're fine." Effy responded, not noticing what was going on.
Cook questioned the wisdom of everyone in the car.
"We could have taken two cars, you know!" said Cook.
Effy ignored that jibe and concentrated on driving. Cook lit a cigarette, and offered one to everyone else, yet no-one was interested.
"Put that out, Cook." Effy said.
"Why?" "We're meant to be having a party, so let's have a party," said Cook.
"He's right." Naomi agreed, inspecting Emily's legs at the time of saying that.
Cook threw his fag out of the car window, snatched a party CD and put it on, starting to jibe to the music, as did everyone else in the car, other than Effy.
"Come on, JJ, show us some magic!" said Cook.
"I don't do magic anymore, you know that Cook," said JJ.
At that point, Thomas steals the pack of cards off JJ and pulls off a trick that makes everyone laugh.
"Shut you up did it JJ, the Congo kid showed you up!" said Cook.
Thomas gave Cook an evil look and threw the pack back at JJ, as the journey settled down again.
Eventually, they got to the beach house, some looking more impressed than others.
"Now this looks like a wonderful spot." Katie said, looking at Naomi.
"I need to have a sash! Are you coming lezzos?" said Cook.
"Fuck off, why I would want to see your cock is beyond me…" said Emily.
"Don't worry Ems, I know you have." Cook said cheekily.
"Excuse me!" said Naomi, turning at Emily.
"Ignore him; you know what he is like." Emily said, brushing off Cook's words.
However, it was clear that Emily was hiding something, but what?