I spent all night typing this and I am so glad it's finished!

It's long as well so hopefully it's alright.

Sapphy Xxx

End of the week

Stella POV

"Stella, would you just keep still and read the text!"

"Sorry miss," I mumbled and tried to re-focus on reading the script. It was hard though, with Brandon sitting right next to me. It's a shame we have English every sodding day!

After reading ten blurry looking lines and probably missing six of them, I gave up.

"What's wrong with you, can't you read?"

I rolled my eyes and looked away, wishing the lesson could go just a little bit quicker. Plain sheets of paper were now being passed around the class and we were instructed to stop reading. The task was to write about what we'd just read.

Brandon smirked beside me. "Well your fucked then."

I elbowed him hard though it hurt me more than it did him. He was pure muscle.

I spread myself across the table and wrote as slowly as possible, aiming to get one sentence half complete in the next ten minutes.

"Listen Beautiful, your hair looks lovely but it's all over my work so if you could just...move," and with that, he successfully shoved me over to the far corner of the desk. "What's wrong with you?"

"I heard that y'know?"

"That is what I'd hoped."

I grunted and listened to the ticking off the clock until the bell sounded. I was about to leaves when somebody grabbed my wrist. He looked at me then pointed to my...'work'.

"Did you even do anything?"

"I wrote my name. Is that good enough for ya, hun?" I smiled, batting my eyelashes before yanking my arm free from his grasp and storming off to meet the girls.

"Ohhhh I am so glad to get out of English!"

"Why Stella? Did something bad happen?" Flora asked, placing a tentative hand on my arm as I sat with them.

I slammed my tray of food onto the table dramatically. "No it's just the lesson was so boring!"

"English is always boring. You mean you had to endure Brandon again."

"Yes. Yes that is what I meant."

"Mayfee you shud-"

"Bloom, swallow then speak."

"...Maybe you should talk to him more? In a...nicer way?"

"Ha! You're joking! C'mon you guys have known him longer than I have, a week!"

"Yeah well...it could work?"

"Or it couldn't. Everything he says to me is harsh and cruel and hits you hard."

"Doesn't he call you Beautiful?"

I almost brought back up my mouthful and stared at a smirking Musa, horrified. "That's him being a sarcastic dipshit."

"They're all sarcastic dipshits Stella. Not just Brandon."

"How do you know? Have you talked to his mates?"

"Not exactly. They've pissed us off, sure, but we've never actually spoken properly."

I nodded, understanding and continued to pick at my lunch. I'd lost my appetite, not that I really had any.

"Anyway, coming off that topic." All five heads turned to look at Bloom. "I was thinking, do you guys wanna come round mine for cinema and a slumber party?"

"Yes! We'd love to! Because yours are the best!" Musa spoke on behave of all of us.

I smiled. "Yeah sure. That'd be great."

"Awesome! So you guys can go home and get some stuff and then meet at mine by half four. Then we can head straight to the cinema and the rest is obvious."

We all nodded in unison but... "Bloom I have no idea where you live."

"You live around the corner from me."

"What? Seriously?"

"Seriously. I looked you up; you live a few streets away." She took out pad and pen and started scribbling something down then handed it to me. "Here's my address anyway and postcode."

"Thanks."

The bell went for next class and, after that; the day went by in a blur. Before I knew it I was home and up in my room grabbing the best clothes I had. After fifteen minutes of packing mom came into the room evidently wondering what I was doing.

"Bloom invited me round for a slumber party, so I'm going. If that's alright?" After she found out about the whole food fight and detention incident, mom wasn't very...pleased. In fact when she started yelling at me because I've never known mom to raise her voice, to me anyway.

"Is this that Bloom girl you were telling me about? You used to be best friends?"

"In elementary school. Mom please!"

She sighed rubbing her temples. "Alright. I guess I can't stay mad at you forever."

"YES!" I squealed and hugged her tightly. "OK, I need to leave in twenty minutes, hopefully I'll be done by then..."

"Hey Stella! I see you found me alright."

I shrugged and lugged my travel bag inside. "Weren't that hard really."

The house was warm with an amber glow. When you walked in you hit the staircase, to the right was living room which, by the looks of it, led into different rooms and to the left was the kitchen.

"Wow, what's that smell?" An aroma of spices filled the house which made the place seem more homely.

"Oh that's the family's dinner." Bloom smiled. "Chicken Korma."

"We're not eating too?"

"I was planning on ordering takeaway pizza."

"No, pizza sounds great."

"Ah this must be Stella," a woman in her mid 30s walked up to me from the kitchen. She had red hair, like Bloom, however a darker shade, gorgeous hazel eyes and a warm, loving smile. "My name is Marion, if you don't remember. You look absolutely beautiful."

"Um...thank you." I blushed not really knowing what to say.

"Mom. Stop, you're making it awkward."

"Oh Bloom, don't be silly," she smiled with a small laugh.

"Well I need to take Stella to my room so we can get ready."

"Is everyone else here?"

"Yes."

"OK then, have fun. And Stella, do make yourself comfortable!"

"Thanks!" I called.

"Sorry about that."

"It's alright, your mom's really sweet. But, make yourself comfortable?"

"We were best friends as a kid and now, we're re-united. She's obviously going to treat you with a bit more respect than the others. She trusts you."

Bloom guided me to her room and it was incredible! Her room was a lot bigger than mine; she had a king sized bed, wardrobe, two cabinets, a black leather sofa and a desk fitted into the corner. Her room was a bright white with small lights dotted across the ceiling giving the room a dim, cosy glow.

"I love your room!" I squealed. "Oh, hi guys!"

"Yes, we're not invisible!" Musa spoke sarcastically.

We all wore similar clothes, skinny jeans in either dark or light blue, tank tops and converse all in assorted colors and some with words written on.

"I think we're ready," Bloom stressed, brushing her hair out. "What do you guys wanna see?"

"A horror." Musa blatantly answered. "Something that'll scare the shit out of everyone. It'll be fun."

Flora dumped a pillow at her. "No thank you. Next!"

"Why not?" Aisha commented. "It'll be fun, like she said-"

"Don't even try to fuel it, Aisha. The last time was bad enough."

"What happened the last time?"

Tecna scoffed. "We watched Lights Out and then everyone would tease Flora when we got back and she'd jump out her skin, especially when we left her alone."

I smirked. To be honest that would be so hilarious.

"Ermmm...The Girl On The Train?"

"Boring."

"Fine..."

"Blair Witch?"

"Yeah!"

"Stella! I thought you were going to be nice?"

"I don't care. I wouldn't mind seeing it."

It was decided we were watching that whether people wanted to or not. We left for the cinema which was a ten minute walk from Bloom's house, payed for the tickets, brought popcorn and coke and took our seats. I was right on the end next to the aisle; to my left was Musa then Flora, Bloom, Tecna and Aisha.

The movie started and it was actually not that bad. There were tense scenes where Flora practically hid under her seat but it wasn't anything major...until we got halfway through. Everyone was on the edge of their seats, including Musa, her hands gripped tightly onto her popcorn and soda cup. Then the demon appeared, everyone screamed, Flora was possibly close to tears (but she'd soon recover, hopefully) and Musa physically reacted by flinching her arms violently, causing a fair amount of popcorn and coke to land directly on the person behind her.

"What the fuck?!"

I turned slowly to try and make out who it was and apologise for my friends reactions. Only as I could gradually make out the person...

"Shit! Musa!"

"What?" She jerked her head round but quickly snapped it forward again. "Crap."

"What is it you guys?" Bloom giggled looking at us. "It's over now, you don't have to be scared."

"Bloom, did you see what Musa just did?"

"Yeah...and maybe she should apologise to the poor person."

"Well maybe you should see who the poor person is?!"

Her eyebrows creased as she turned to see who these people were. After a few seconds of scrutiny, she turned slowly to look back at us, now a little terrified. "Musa what the hell have you done?"

"Screwed up our lives. Stella, the minute the film ends, run. Fucking run!"

We sat, poised to run, for the rest of the film. The minute the credits rolled, I was out. I only just heard someone yell "Grab her!" before a tight grip was placed upon my wrist. It was Brandon. Fucking typical! I dug my nails into his wrist and he instantly let go then we legged it out the door and raced back to Bloom's.

The guys were right behind us. Riven looked like a Picasso with pieces of popcorn in his hair and coke stains on his clothes. All he needed was a sign glued onto him saying he was a part of a mental asylum.

We got back and lunged inside however they followed us in and up to Bloom's room.

"Why the hell did you do that?" Riven yelled at Musa however Bloom had also lost it.

"What the hell are you doing in my house?!"

"Girls what's going on up here?" Marion called, then she spotted the guys. "Oh! Are these your boyfriends? Bloom why didn't you tell me?"

"Mom! Oh my god, no these are not our boyfriends!"

"Really? Oh but you all seem to suit each other."

"Mom, please. Stop."

Marion frowned at her daughter, then to Sky, surprisingly, and sighed. "You boys are welcome to stay though, seeing as you all know each other."

I swallowed a fly and started choking on it. Yeah, we know each other. Riiiiiight!

"Stella are you alright? Was it something I said?"

Yes. "No, *cough* it's fine. Just trying to *cough* dislodge a dying fly from my *cough* throat."

"Do you need some water."

"No. *cough* I'm good. Thanks."

"Stubborn blond." Brandon mumbled under his breath. I found that offensive, so purposely stamped on his foot, hard. He let out a groan and bent down to grasp his newly throbbing toes.

"Are you OK?"

He raised his thumb in response. Obviously in too much pain to talk.

Marion suddenly gasped. "What happened to you?" She stated tending to Riven.

"I was tortured and this is the aftermath."

"Seems disgusting. Come, you can clean up here."

"Thank you," he replied following Marion downstairs. With her back turned, he flipped his middle finger at Musa. She replied the same way also mouthing 'cunt'.

We ended up clumped in Bloom's room as the guys were officially staying for a few hours. It was dead silent and everyone was giving each other death glares. You could stick us all in The Hunger Games cause we'd happily kill the other. No remorse.

Soon, Flora snapped. "OK so we're going to be here for a while, we might as well quit with the murderous stares and just get on with it." Everyone shrugged in agreement. "What do you wanna do?"

"Something."

"State the obvious, Tecna." Musa sighed. "Let's just do...Twister."

Everyone agreed on Twister and Bloom and Musa were the first to play. After six moves, Musa was hunched in an awkward position under Bloom, who was trying to hold her weight to not fall on her. At this point, Riven walked in all sparkly clean. He looked at the pair in front of him and did the typical boy thing. "Dog pile!"

Suddenly all six boys squashed a helpless Bloom and Musa as they struggled to wriggle free. One thing randomly escalated to another as suddenly it became a chase. The boys were chasing us and if they caught us, we'd be suppressed under their weight.

I was caught by Sky who pounced on my like a lion and I had to have Bloom help pull me free. I eventually got free however Bloom got caught but I had to grab a drink so left her to survive.

"Hello Stella, you OK?"

"Yes, Marion thank you. I'm just going to get a drink," I smiled and continued into the wonderful smelling of spices from earlier.

I took a glass, filled it with water and chugged it down in one. My thirst was still not quenched, so I took another drink. There was a deep cough from behind me and I spun round to see Brandon walking in from another entrance.

"Where did you just come from?"

"The toilet. Would you like to join me in there?"

"Ewww. Go away," I shivered, tipping the water down the drain and placing the cup on the rack. I had to take a double glance to realise he was now staring at me. "What?" I questioned, arching an eyebrow.

He shook his head, getting rid of his dream like trance. "Nothing."

"No, it wasn't 'nothing'." I answered back. "You were staring at me for one reason or another but tell me why."

"Why are you so...annoyingly stubborn with things?" He questioned me. I waited for his answer. "I don't know you just...remind me of someone. I don't know who just someone I've met or known." He frowned at me, trying to work me out. I suddenly felt awkward under his intense look.

"Well...I don't remember you from anywhere. So, I dunno." I shrugged and walked slowly back. He followed and I felt a shiver run through my body. Of all the people to have a memory recall. It's got to be him. And I'm always that person.