"Hey, friend." Sin pats me on the back.

Honestly, I keep forgetting that I even have a roommate, he's always either getting drunk or at his job thingy that he got a few weeks ago.

I love it, it means I have plenty of time to smoke without his constant looks and judgement. I've actually started to help Patrick sell, I can't get a job and I need the money.

I raise my eyebrows at Sin. "Oh, you still exist?"

I'm working on a song, I was working on it when I started college but I needed a break. Now, weeks later, I'm trying again.

Sin sits down beside me.

"Two words," I roll my eyes, gesturing between the small amount of space between us and the fact he's on my bed, "personal space."

He smirks, before he says, "Two words: I don't care."

"That's three words." I challenge, only to receive a middle finger.

I stick my finger back up at him, then shove him off my bed. "Anyway, so-called friend, what do you want now?"

"Your moody. Are you on your period again?" He asks.

How fucking dare he.

I groan angrily. "What is it with men? They seem to think if a girl is annoyed, then it's automatically that time of the month."

Anyway, I can't even get my period. The doctor gave me the pill, but this is a newer one that stops your periods completely. It's cause me to gain a bit of weight, my thighs are definitely chunkier and my ass and boobs definitely more enhanced and larger.

Whether or not this is a good thing, I don't know.

Sin hands me a leaflet.

Come along, come all! To the Springfield Carnival!

"What?" I frown in confusion, dumping the leaflet on his lap.

He nods cheerily. "We're going. Friends go out and do stuff. And we are friends, so I'm taking you out to show you how fun it is to be my friend!"

"I don't do friends," I shake my head, "not properly like this."

Sin tilts his head to the side. "You and Rhiannon are pretty close. You seem to get along with our group of friends."

Get along with them, not hangout one by one with one. I can't risk people getting close to me.

I don't want them to leave.

"Pleaseeeee?" He bats his eyelashes like a toddler, "it'll be fun, I promise. And I'll pay."

Will it get him to shut up? If so, then I'll say yes.

He waves the leaflet in my face.

"For fucks sake, fine, I'll go to your shitty carnival with you. Now can you leave me alone? I'm trying to concentrate."

He beams, then walks to his bed with his arms in a surrender motion. "Concentrate away."

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I sit in the car with Rhiannon and Brandon. Those two seemed to have had a lot of tension recently, but I hope whatever the issue was it's all been cleared up.

"So, Sin, as in mr moody pants, is desperate to be your friend, and wants to take you to the carnival?" Brandon says in pure disbelief.

I roll my eyes. "That's what I said, isn't it?"

"Oi, don't be rude to him, Cat." Rhiannon frowns at me before clapping her hands, "there has to be an ulterior motive! Maybe he wants to fuck you. I have to admit, in high school he was-"

Before she can finish her sentence, Brandon elbows her.

They went high school together? I didn't know that.

"Hardly. He's probably gonna ask me to tidy the room or some bullshit."

Brandon and Rhiannon laugh, but it's like their in their own little world. Gross.

"Hows your mum, Rhi?" I ask hesitantly.

In the little time I knew Rhi and her mum as a child, Rhiannon's mum was nice. It was my sperm donor who wasn't. But he got what he wanted, a happy new family, and his original daughter isn't even legally his daughter anymore, I practically belong to the law.

The shit he did to me anyway, well, that's put me off.

People say I'm strong, okay not people, Missy and Rhiannon, for getting through the shit I got through, but honestly I think of it differently.

Rhi looks at me strangely. "She's good, her and Pau- Her and um, her husband," she looks at me to check I'm okay and I nod quickly, "have brought a new house. I don't know where yet, but I'm gonna see it later."

"That's good for your mum." I try to smile, but jt probably doesn't look too convincing.

Brandon must notice the tension, as he starts rambling on about some football game. Like I care, but I'm grateful the subject was changed, even though I'm the one who brought him up.

"Have fun tonight." Rhi teases.

I roll my eyes, and get out the car. "I'm sure I will."

I wave goodbye to them both, and head back to my room.