"GUYS!!" i hear an extremely high pitched voice scream from the bathroom next to me. i jump and shout back.

"BILLY?! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!"

he runs out of the bathroom to join the gang; me, teddy, cass, lily and cindy.

"right, so, i was ready ted x billy smu-"

"woah, stop there." cindy gasps.

"in the BATHROOM?" shock pours over my face as i stare at billy concerningly; knowing billy, there is no limit to what he could've been doing. iykwim.

"shush. anyway, IT WAS MEANT TO BE SMUT AND THEN-" his eyes tear up but he quickly sniffles and sucks them up.

"TEDDY DIED!!" he collapses and sobs into my shoulder dramatically. i roll my eyes and pat him on the back.

"you're crying, over a fanfic, where i died." teddy looks at him unimpressed. i burst out laughing and the door swingsv open with a dramatic flare.

"what the fuck are you all screaming about." a tall, freckled boy appears in the doorframe; clearly distressed, followed by his ginger hair spiking all over the place.

"montgomery!" i smile and jump up to hug him.

"dont call me that." he cringes but hugs me back nevertheless, i'm clearly just irresistible.

"come here, your hair is all messy." i giggle and grab one of my many hairbrushes and begin to aggressively brush it as he sits on my lap.

"jesus, mont. you have severe bedhead." cass teases him and monty flags her.

"yeah, cassandra, i've realised. thanks." he smiles sarcastically and curses her under his breath.

"are you suree you guys aren't together?" cindy raises her eyebrows at us.

"yep, im preeeety sure cindy." me and monty decided to keep our relationship slightly secret, in fear of being made fun of or teased. actually, neither of us are afraid of being teased.. why is it- nevermind. the point is- they dont know.

he smirks at me and i glare at him, continuing to brush his frizzy hair and moulding it together, twirling it at the ends and then flattening it. his hair is like one of those fluffy things you get in children sensory books. it is so cool.

"also guys" cindy announces. this, is never good. "i, cindy cyprus, am taylor swifts number 1 listener!!" she shrieks in delight. she's literally the biggest swiftie i know. bigger than moi, and that, is saying something.

the silence stretches, her face drops. it's unbearable; i cant tell if she's actually upset or if shes joking.

"..yayyy." i break the silence, pretending to be happy for her.

"jeez, thank you carla." she rolls her eyes and folds her arms. getting ready to drift into a world of her own fantasies.

"anyway, i think we should all show our spotify wrapped." cass glares at me as she says this, she knows somethings up.

"eeeek!" lily says excitedly before thrusting her phone in our faces.

it reads:

1. billie eilish
2. conan gray
3. little freaks
4. soddiken
5. taylor swift
6. the redheaded freaks
7. queen
8. awfultune

-

"i should be higher." monty scoffs as he folds his arms in disappointment, leaning onto the side of my bed.

"i'm sure you're higher on carla's~" lily teases and winks at me, i glare at her and look at my spotify wrapped.

--

1. the redheaded freaks
2. ABBA
3. taylor swift
4. mitski
5. marina and the diamonds
6. girl in red
7. kodaline
8. queen

--

"I KNEW IT!!" cass shouts triumphantly, how did i not feel her overlooking my phone? i hate it when she torments me; because you never here the fucking end of it.

"look, i just like hi- their music. alright?" i cover my mouth when i realise 'his' almost slips out.

"nope, you just want to hear his voicee~" cindy coos mockingly. god, sometimes i despise this girl.

"shut up cindy." i close my eyes in frustration and use all my willpower to attempt to block out cindy's drowning voice.
i feel someones presence creep closer and closer towards me, my eyes flicker open like springs and infront of me i'm met with a gorgeous blonde girls face and pigtails swinging side to side.

i feel myself get hot and flustered and i try my best to conceal it, but i forget that the almighty, all-seeing, theodore huxley is in the same room as me.

"oo, carla, aren't you going a bit red?" he raises one eyebrow at me and tilts his head.

"n-no, fuck off teddy." i stammer and turn my face away.

"ooo, someone's blushinggg!!" monty pokes me and i do my signature glare at him and i fight the urge to slap him so hard across the face that he falls to the floor and cries desperately in agony.

"go. fuck. yourself. montgomery." i close my eyes after each word, attempting to block out the dangerous thoughts.

"okay." he pretends to trot off to the bathroom but i pull him back down in disgust.

"you're gross." i mumble.

"you're grosser, misses." he responds flirtatiously and i wack him on the top of his arm.