A/N: I am changing the way I do the POV's. It isn't working for me anymore, and it wont work with future storylines, so I'm going to just alternate how I please. If a pov is changing I will say at the top, otherwise presume it is the same as last chapter!! :)

- SINS POV-

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"Hey Linda, Marcus." I grin at the only parental figures I've known recently (and to be honest, ever, except Missy). They haven't always been my biggest fan, however I know this is a place I could go to whenever I needed somewhere.

Marcus shakes my hand, and Lina welcomes me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Sin, your looking better! I do hope you haven't been getting into any trouble, young man, it's a miracle that you and Jagger got into college anyway!"

I cough awkwardly, I know Linda is looking out for her son and I but that did come across as sort of rude, although I am aware she has a point. 

"Yeah, I'm good, Linda, thanks." I nod, ignoring the mocking face Jagger was pulling behind them.

It's December 22nd, and tonight everyone as in the 'gang' are coming to Jagger's. His parents are away tonight and tomorrow night, even though they got back today, then everyone but Paige and Patrick are staying for Christmas.

I'm excited, we are waiting till later to decorate and apparently because our room at the college is cool that'll be mine and Lina's job, which will be nice because I've been at Jaggers for a few nights now and I weirdly miss her company.

Just her company though, I haven't known her for too long but we live together so it's like I've known her ages, and it feels really strange her not being around, just like it feels really weird if I don't see Jagger most days.

"Sin? Bro? Pot of Joy or a corner yoghurt?" Jagger waves his hand in my face, I must've zoned out.

I grin. "Pot of Joy, please."

He grabs it out of the fridge and I open my phone, checking the group's messages.

Rhiannon: Cat, Brandon and I are picking you up, please be ready babe xxx
Paige: Does she have to come? 🙄
Patrick: Paige and I are running late, we won't be able to come till tomorrow morning
Arianna: I'm thirty minutes away
Brandon: Sin, Jagger, we are ten minutes away.
Lina: for fucks sake, can you stop spamming? some people get car sick, you know

I laugh at the group's messages, and inform Jagger and his parents. Linda and Marcus check they have everything, lecture us on how to look after the house (im surprised they trust us after the parties we threw here in year eleven) and then leave.

"Home alone, Sin, home alone." Jagger says with a smirk.

A knock on the door stops our conversation, we press the button on the kitchen table to let the people in.

Jagger is rich, he just hates to admit and act like it.

"Holy shit, is this Buckingham Palace?" I hear Lina say, followed by a chuckle from Brandon and Rhiannon.

I leap to my feet and grab Jagger, walking towards the door.

"I'm going to show you guys to your room, whilst Sin waits for the others to arrive. Im also going to give you a tour, to make your life easier."

I look at him.

"I wanna do the tour." I cross my arms.

He crosses his arms too. "But it's my house."

Brandon, Rhiannon and Lina watch us both like we're little kids, until a sigh escapes from Brandon's mouth.

"Jagger, you tour us and Sin tour Cat, yeah?"

Jagger nods, "Fine by me."

"If I have to." I roll my eyes, only to be kicked by Lina.

I face her. "What the fuck was that for?"

She looks up at me, because she's a lot smaller than me, and grins.

"For the fun of it."

I sigh, and grab her suitcase before she can question it, then head over to the lift.

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"And this is where you'll be staying."

Lina nods, then yawns, before walking over to her bed and sit down. I watch her as she dumps her clothes on the floor.

"Am I the latest feature in playboy, or is there another reason your staring at me like a creep?" She says, looking up at me, confused.

I cough awkwardly and stammer a 'goodbye' before heading downstairs, a journey I make with the lift because I am way too lazy to walk down all those stairs.

Not long after, the others arrive, and we give them the tour they deserve and need too, then once everyone is settled and organised we gather in one living room in this house.

"Okay, so. I hate to do this but so we can have like, a good weekend, we need to get shit done, so if I tell you guys what your doing, can we all do it so we can like you know, enjoy this um, weekend, yeah?" Jagger says, and the group nods, willing to get things done as we all just want to be able to have a good time.

Jagger and Brandon get in cars and head to the shop; Jagger because he knows his way, and Brandon for the heavy lifting. Rhiannon and Arianna are asked to cook, something that scares me, because although Rhiannon is organised and a good cook, I can't say the same about Arianna.

Because of our room is cool apparently, Lina and I have been appointed to decorate this whole-ass house like Christmas.

"I hate Christmas, this is stupid." Lina complains as we hang up tinsel around the stair banisters.

I laugh, and take a bauble out of the bag and hang it on this hook above the first flight of stairs.

After about two hours, we've decorated the first three floors, and the food is almost cooked, and Brandon and Jagger have brought enough alcohol for the whole town.

"Why do you seem so mad today?" I raise an eyebrow at Lina, who rolls her eyes like always.

I look at her expectedly.

"I haven't been laid in ages, okay? And this guy and me were gonna fuck, but I heard he sexually assaulted a girl so I punched him in the nose then anonymously reported him." She says with a shrug, like punching someone is a nose is an everyday thing.

My blood boils at the idea of a man touching a lady without consent, although clearly if they would do such a thing then they aren't a man.

I grab some mistletoe and hang it up, then smirk at the opportunity I have just given myself.

"Look above us." I wink at Lina, and she looks up at the mistletoe.

She rolls her eyes and looks at me.

"Mistletoe? Really? I didn't strike you as a cliche romantic."

I shrug, "Not a romantic. I just equally haven't been laid in a while."

"Asshole, I'm not going to sleep with you." She pushes me in my chest before trying to walk away, but before she can go anywhere I wrap my arms round her waist and pull her into me.

I'm playing with fire, and I know it, but thats a game I've always loved to play.

"Now, now now, little red...." I whisper, "you can't go anywhere without a kiss, it's mistletoe."

She looks up at me, biting her lip, and I can see the hunger and desperation human contact is giving her, jesus it must have been a while since she's been laid. I stroke a strand of her hair behind her ear and begin to lean down before-

"Sin? Rhiannon and Arianna have finished cooking."

Lina jumps away from me and continues hanging up fairy lights. I walk towards the door where Jagger is standing.

"Cockblock." I mutter.

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"Who knew you could cook?" Brandon teases Rhiannon as we wolf down the dessert they made.

I have to give them creds, it was fucking delicious- whether or not that's because I'm hungry or not is a different story entirely.

I head to the kitchen to grab a bottle of beer, and notice Lina is outside the window, smoking.

I head outside, as we're on the bottom floor, and sit on the steps beside her, but keeping my distance as I know she doesn't like alcohol.

"Hey." I say, before taking a chug from my drink.

She ignores me, exhaling her smoke, before changing her mind and acknowledging me.

"Hey. Why are you out here?"

I chuckle, "Nice to see you too, little red."

"You know thats not what I meant." She huffs, before taking another pull from her blunt.

I take a few more swigs from my drink, humming a song under my breath that I don't even recognise myself.

I notice Lina looking at me, confused but also excited, which equally bewilders me.

"That's my song. You like my song?" She says, sounding the most happiest I've heard her since we went to the Carnival, where she also let her inner child seep through.

I nod, she doesn't need to know I didn't realise it was hers, although thinking about it I do recall her playing this tune.

I finish my bottle of beer, then decide to head back inside for a new one.

"Bye bye, little-red." I pat her on the head, but she grabs my wrist gently before I can go anywhere.

She puts out her blunt on the ground then uses my arm to help herself up.

Lina gestures towards the front door. "Im coming inside, piss-pants."

I walk to the door and hold it open like the 'gentleman' I am, then close it behind us.

We head into the room filled with our friends, where they are all suddenly in their pyjamas, and loading up a movie. I didn't think we were outside that long, it felt like thirty seconds, but clearly it was longer.

"We're watching The Conjuring."

Lina claps her hands together and sits herself beside Rhiannon, she's already in her onesie so she doesn't have an issue.

I sleep in my trackies anyway, so I take my top off and lay on the sofa.

Arianna lays next to me, whispering to me about Dahlia, as she isn't in a film mood.

"I really like her, Sin. I can't wait for when you like someone, then you'll understand what I mean. She's just different, Sin."

I nod and murmur a few words, but my attention is on a certain little red-head, who's eyes seem to trail over to this sofa every few seconds.

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CATASIN
CATASIN
CATASIN

SO FAR THIS IS THE ONLY SHIP NAME FOR THEM. CAN ANYONE THINK OF MORE?

Sorry that an update has taken so long, and i'm sorry this chapter isn't the best.

I think my little Sin might be getting a thing for somebody, do you? ;)

I'm suffering majors writer block right now, so updates will be a bit on and off, but I PROMISE I won't give up on this book.

Until next time,

anonymous a xoxo