*In reference to later on in the chapter, I am Scottish. I know the accent, I'm not being racist or anything!*
"Sapphire. Sapphire." Sapphire stirred drowsily, looking up at Ramona. "Whassa time?"
"Nearly ten o'clock." Sapphire cursed and grumbled, pulling herself out of bed. "I need some clothes," said Ramona.
"Mine'll be too big, but have a rummage."
"Thanks."
She wandered over to the wardrobe, and shifted some of Sapphire's clothes in hope of finding something. She eventually found a pair of skinny jeans and a white t-shirt with a star on it that looked a bit on the small side for Sapphire. Ramona thanked her lucky stars that Gina had bought some underwear and socks that she could use, although the bra straps had a habit of slipping. Changed, and washed, she glanced at the clock. "What time is breakfast?"
"Bout half ten, you can go down now, Gina'll introduce you." Sapphire smiled, and pushed open the door, and Ramona headed out.
The first thing she noticed was the noise of the place. People bustled around, taking little notice of a new comer, and it was only when she walked past Frank's room that she was noticed. "Ramona!" Frank stood there, grinning. "How are you?"
"Hungry." He yawned, and gestured to the other door across from him. "That's Liam's room, knock and tell him we're going for breakfast."
"Oh-kay..." Ramona knocked the door.
"Liam?" No response. "Liam?" Still no response. "For flips sake." She swung open the door and found a fast asleep Liam, snoring loudly. "LIAM!" He sat up with a start and grabbed his phone. "Flipping twenty past ten, why the hell didn't Frank wake me bloody up!" He took notice of his visitor. "Bloody Hell, I'm half bloody naked here!"
"Are you really?" He nodded. Ramona laughed. "Keep your covers on then, I don't want to see!" He stuck his tongue out, and she did the same. "Frank and I are going for breakfast, see ya down there," she said, letting the door swing shut behind her.
"This is Ramona." Ramona waved to the table. "Some of you have met her, but the majority haven't, so don't throw yourself at her!"
She walked to an empty seat in between Sapphire and a boy who looked around twelve or thirteen. He gave her a small smile, and stuck out his hand. "Johnny, nice to meet you. That," he pointed across the table "is Tee, my little sis." Tee gave her a huge grin that made a Hallowe'en pumpkin grin look small.
"Your hair's all different colours! Like blonde, white, brown, but it's all natural!" Johnny gave her a sharp glance. "Yeah I know, bit weird eh?" said Ramona. The boy beside Tee spoke up.
"I'm Gus, and I believe the term is 'dirty blonde'. Though I don't quite understand that, as your hair is clean to my eyesight, which is 20-20."
"Aye, I don't really get it either!" Gus looked a bit puzzled. "What's "aye"?" he asked. "Never been to Scotland, eh? Means yes." Gus pulled out a small black notebook, and wrote something down. "What you writing, stories?"
"No. I write everything down that I know."
"Oh. Do you wanna try and guess what I'm saying if I say it in a REALLY Scottish accent?" Gus looked uninterested, but Tee and an Indian girl seemed fascinated by this new "language".
"Yes, go on!" said the Indian girl.
"Kay. So, dae anee aw yoo lads dae the fitbaw?" Johnny and Tee collapsed laughing. "What's that?" asked the little boy Ramona had bumped into yesterday. "I was asking if anyone played football..."
"No you weren't!" said Liam, shocked. "Was too. That's what happens when you grow up in Edinburgh." Ramona put a hand to her heart. "Scotland, home of the brave! Well, does anyone play?"
"Yeah! Manchester City's best," said Frank immediately. "Do you play?" asked Liam. "Bit, but only for a laugh. I'm fairly rubbish," she admitted. Liam grinned. "Right, game of football, straight after breakfast!"
"You're on," said Ramona, pointing her spoon at him.
"Three aside lads!" yelled Ramona.
"Right, Tee, Tracy and me on one team, and Harry, Frank and Ramona on the other," said Liam pointing at each person in turn. Harry rushed over to Liam and clung onto his hand. Liam smiled and gently pushed him over to Ramona. He looked a little nervous, but then took her hand. Frank and Liam started tackling each other for the ball. Tee, bored, jumped onto Tracy's back and the two ran yelling at the two boys. Ramona laughed loudly, and tugged Harry into the centre. "Get the ball!" screamed Tee from Tracy's shoulders. Frank managed to get the ball, and sprinted up to the goal. Liam crashed ontop of him, and Tee leapt off Tracy's back to try and wrestle the ball out of Frank's arms. Ramona joined the scrum, screaming and laughing with the rest. Harry ran round the circle, jumping and jabbering away to Tracy.
"All right, ALL RIGHT!" yelled Tracy. Frank and Tee lifted themself up, covered in mud. Liam and Ramona were still wrestling each other for the ball. Liam flipped Ramona over, and yanked the ball from her hanpds. "HEY!" Ramona grabbed it, and he lost balance, falling ontop of her. Ramona and Liam lay, blinking and staring, faces centimetres away from each other. It took less than three seconds for them both to do what was natural.
They both screamed loudly and attempted to rip the football from the others grip.
*Tehehe. Bet you didn't see that coming ;) if you're an person who likes fast, quick blossoming relationships I'm afraid you're out of luck... Review if you can!*