#Ross pov#

"EAT SHIT!" Cedar yelled, making the others and I groan. Suddenly, there was a muffled buzzing sound, and quiteness descended on us, albeit there was mumbling amongst ourselves. There was a slight shufflig noises, then a voice piped up softly.

"Hello? Yea- WHAT THE FUCK?! THAT WAS FUCKING YEARS AGO! No, mate, I can't. We'll then she'll have a competition. I'm not telling you, mate. Nah, okay. Thanks for the note, mate. Yeah, okay, bye." The voice sounded like Smith's. A clinking noise was made.

"Hello? You all still there?" Yeah, it was definitely Smiffy. A ripple of 'yeah's came from us. "Who was that?" I inquired. "I'll tell you later." He replied plainly.

It was an unbreachable subject, but I decided to drop it for Smith's sake. Frankly, I think he should've muted his side when on the call. I pushed the thought to the back of my mind and concentrated on the game that just started, and apparently, we all spawned in a cluster.

"HAHAHA TIME TO DIE, BASTARDS!" Exclaimed Turps, shooting everyone except Sips. He was just laughing in a corner, hands off the keyboard and mouse. We all gasped in sudden shock, before falling into fits of laughter.

We ended the call with a cheery goodbye from us, then I went down to confront Smiffy. The thought had been undoubtedly lingering in the back of my mind all this time.

"Smith," I said, as he turned his chair to face me. "Yeah?" He replied. He was buying more sand for his hourglass. I wasn't selling any.

"You know, so tell me." I crossed my arms, slightly impatient.

"Well..." He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "When I was in Australia, back in high school days, I met this super-hot-cheerleader-chick. I was kinda famous at that time, for my knowledge of sone school stuff. Then, she asked me out, and I said yes. I mean, who wouldn't?" He paused momentarily. "Then, when I became less popular, she dumped me. I was heartbroken at that time, and I still have the breakup etched in my head. Doesn't mean I'm going to tell you." He said, upon seeing my pleading expression.

He went on, "So, my buddy Zach, whom you've met before." I nodded. "Called me up to tell me that this girl, aka Melanie, is coming from Australia to Bristol to find me and hook up with me again, just because I'm famous." He stopped, sighing. "You said there's a competition for her or something- what does that mean?" I raised a brow. He smiled sheepishly at me. "Oh, nothing..."

I narrowed my eyes, but decided to leave it at that. "Is she coming or anything?" I inquired, cocking my head. He shrugged.

"She might, but I doubt she knows where we live." He pointed out. I nodded.

"Okay, thanks." I said, walking back up to my room.

#Cedar pov#

I walked down the stairs, only to see Ross and Smith on the couch, talking. He said something like, "O'ay, thangs." Which translated to "Okay, thanks." I hid behind the kitchen counter when Ross went back upstairs. "Cedar?" Said Smiffy. I stayed silent. "I saw you hide behind the counter." I grinned to myself sheepishly, but stayed quiet.

I heard a frustrated sigh, which made me giggle slightly, proving I was there. I saw Smith get up and walk my way. My eyes widened and I squeezed into the corner. His head popped round the corner and he grinned evily. "You can't run, nor can you hide!" He laughed, walking towards me. I put my arms out in a protective position, trying to back up against the wall, only to find I already was. He flashed an evil smile before plucking me out of my hiding spot, chucking me on his back. I squealed in protest and started to hit his back with my fists, making him chuckle.

Just then, Luna, who had been using the bathroom, came out. She raised a brow at the scene. "Okay... I'm just going to walk over there..." She said slowly and awkwardly, shuffling to the couch. She sat on the edge of the couch, whipping out her phone and playing on it. Suddenly, I was dropped. On the floor. On my back. I screamed a surprised yelp, then got up quickly, brushing myself off. I glowered at Smiffy, who grinned cheekily in reply. Then, I started to poke his sides, which made him double over. I grinned, then tickled his neck, which made him look up, trapping my hand between his neck and head. It wasn't stuck, so I squirmed it around, and successfully made him drop to the floor.

Luna looked down from her phone, then did something that looked somewhat like recording. The camera was tilted at us. Having got Smith on the floor, I decided to take advantage of that and started to tickle him even more.

"Stop!" He gasped through laughter. "Never!!!" I exclaimed back, moving my hands around his stomach area, causing a massive squirm from him.

"Please stoppp..." he groaned, smiling. I poked him once more on the foot, then stumbled up to his room. Locking the door, I turned around and his phone on his desk caught my eye. Curious, I took a step forward, and saw that messaging app was open. Another step closer and I could see his messages.

Unknown, it read at the top. (Bold is smiffy)

Heyyyy - 2:34pm

Reply me!!! - 2:35pm

Alex smith, i love you! - 2:46pm

I want to get back together with you, baby! - 2:50pm

Nathan was a bitch i broke up with him 2 years ago, so you can be with me now! - 2:52pm

Are you reading these messages??? - 2:54pm

Alex smith, i love you! I want to hug you, kiss you, fuck you so hard, i love you baby! - 2:57pm

Fuck off, I'm over you. - 3:02pm

What?! No, baby! Ive ditched nathan now! We can be together again! - 3:03pm

No, I said I'm over you, and that's that. Leave me alone, Melanie Hutcher. - 3:05pm

Well, im going to find where you live and screw you until you love me again - 3:06pm

Fuck off, bitch. If you come, I'll kill you. And there's another girl I have an intrest on, anyway. - 3:09pm

What?! Who is that girl??!! Tell me, alex smith, and ill get rid of her for you! Dont worry, ill save you from that ugly slut! - 3:11pm

You don't need to know. And for your information, she is beautiful. Much more than you, at least. - 3:14pm

Now just shut up. I'm working. - 3:14pm

On what? Getting rid of the slut? Ill help! - 3:16

On the corner of the screen it read, This contact is blocked. You cannot send any messages when blocked. Unblock to send a message.

I felt guilty about reading Smith's private messages, yet felt the urge to ask him who the beautiful girl he "had an intrest on" was. And this person who was texting him didn't even have the decency to put apostrophes when needed, or capitalize letters.

While reading, I didn't hear the knocking. Now I did though. "Cedar? Come out!" Smiffy yelled. What was I going to do if he found out I had read his messages?! He'd kill me, that's one thing for sure.

"Uh... Ok! Give me a sec!" I took out my phone and then flipped the duvet, like I was on the bed playing on my phone, then opened the door. "Did you read my messages?" He demanded.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "What messages?" I asked. "Good." He mumbled, pushing past me. I looked back, and he had his phone in his hand. The screen went black, and I quickly walked back down the stairs in case he suspected something.

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A/n: I'm planning on writing a new book, no spoilers though. The title is: 99 Red Balloons. Not based off the song, though. ok bye

Ps: this is a message from future me- the book is called "Take Me Back To The Start" and the first 'sample' chapter is up. Okay go check!