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𝘚𝘺𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘦'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝

I'm awoken by the high pitched shrill of my alarm clock and before I can reach over to turn it off, someone else does.

I jolt awake in surprise only to be met with Rafe staring down at me, the black bags under his tired eyes making him look as though he hasn't slept in months.

"You two better get ready for school" He tells me simply before exiting my room.

Take a deep breath and hoping to slow my raging heart beating at one hundred miles per hour, I turn to see Wheezie drooling on my pillow.

"Seriously, Wheeze?" I groan out, picking up a decorative pillow and smacking her with it.

She gasps, jumping up in shock and I let out a laugh at the look on her face, along with the fact her hair is stuck to her drool covered cheek.

"Drool on another pillow and you're sleeping in your own room" I playfully glare at her.

"I can't help it, Sylvie" The girl whines flopping back onto the bed, covering her face with her arms.

"Get your ass up, sleepyhead. We've got school" I warn her, dragging myself out of bed as the younger girl groans loudly in annoyance and I chuckle, shaking my head as I head to the bathroom "I feel ya, sister!"

I take a quick shower and when I enter my room with a towel wrapped around me, I find the room empty which lets me know that Wheezie is getting ready in her own room.

After drying my hair and pulling my blonde waves into a messy bun atop my head, I begin to get changed into my school uniform. My uniform consists of a pleated tartan skirt, a white polo shirt, black knee high socks and a black crossover neck tie.

I hike the skirt up a little higher than allowed and swap the ugly black blazer for my denim jacket before slipping on my black Doc Martin boots and grabbing my red backpack, heading down the stairs.

"Toast!" Wheezie chirps, handing me a slice as I enter the dining room.

"Thank you" I hum, taking the toast and pecking her head.

"Where is your blazer?" Our father snaps at me as I sit at the table.

"In my room" I shrug, pouring myself a glass of orange juice.

"Can you go and put it on?" He asks me.

"No" I answer "I hate it"

"Sylvie, uniform is not optional. Wheezie is wearing hers" The man tells me firmly, gesturing to my little sister who is in full uniform.

"It's not a big deal" Rose quips in irritation without looking up from her magazine "Rafe never wore his"

My father bites his tongue with a sour expression and I bite back a smirk, eating my breakfast without another word.

Wheezie and I exit the house after breakfast to see that Rafe is sat in the driver seat of the car, looking down at his phone.

"Are you sure you should be driving?" I hesitantly ask as we approach the car.

"I'm sober" The boy replies, looking up at me and I eye him suspiciously.

"How many fingers am I holding up?" I question him, holding up four fingers.

"Four. Now, will you get in the damn car before you're both late?" He retorts.

"That's good enough for me" Wheezie shrugs, climbing into the back seat.

I let out a defeated huff and slip into the passenger seat, cautiously watching my brother's every move as he drives us towards the Kook Academy.

We arrive at the school and Wheezie chirps out a grateful thank you before hauling herself out of the car with her book bag. I grab my backpack and turn to Rafe who is already staring at me expectantly, waiting for me to get out of the car too.

"Thanks for the ride" I say simply.

"Anytime" He shrugs nonchalantly.

I hop out of the vehicle and it speeds off, leaving Wheezie and I at the gates of hell.

"Ready?" I ask, looking down at the dark haired girl.

"No, but I don't really have any choice" She mutters with a scowl, her curls slicked back into a tight ponytail.

I offer my little sister my hand and she gratefully accepts it, holding it tightly as we enter the gates.

Uniform clad students littered all over the grounds turn to us and stare with disbelieving looks. I hear whispers and shocked comments surrounding us as we walk.

"Oh my God, the Camerons actually showed up"

"I thought they'd use the mourning excuse to skip"

"Can you believe their sister is really dead?"

"I heard that Sylvie is the reason Sarah's gone"

"She got her sister involved with her friends from the cut"

"It was those dirty Pogues"

"How could you show your face in public after basically killing your twin?"

I feel an arm wrap around my shoulders and I turn my head in surprise to see Topper smiling down at me reassuringly.

"Don't listen to them. It's all just stupid rumours" He whispers.

His words lift a little bit of weight off of my chest and I smile weakly up at him, my eyes falling onto Wheezie when she squeezes my hand.

"My friends are over there" She tells me, nodding over at a small group of waving girls.

"Okay. Have a good day, Wheeze" I smile encouragingly.

"You too" She smiles.

The girl pecks my cheek and skips off towards her friends, leaving me with Topper as the bell rings.

"Let's get to class" Topper sighs.

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My phone goes off in class and people turn to look at me but I pretend not to hear it until they all look away.

I lift my phone off the table and see that I have received a text from an unknown number, causing me to frown in confusion. I open the text message and my heart drops to my stomach in shock.

Staring back at me is a picture of John B and Sarah smiling happily at the camera.

I pocket my phone and make the split decision that I have to get out of here, right now.

"Miss!" I call out, causing the teacher and students to look back at me "Miss, I can't breathe"

I make a show of hyperventilating and grabbing at my chest as my eyes tear up dramatically. The teacher's eyes widen in surprise and she rushes to my side as the students start whispering between themselves.

"Sylvie, can you tell me what's wrong?" The woman asks me in concern.

"P-Panic attack" I stutter out in between heavy breathes.

"She needs fresh air, Miss" Topper speaks up, getting out of his chair "I'll take her to the nurse"

"Thank you, Topper. That is very kind of you" The woman smiles gratefully, helping me up out of my seat.

I grab my bag and Topper escorts me out of class, the both of us heading down the hallways towards the nurse's office.

Before we can reach the room itself, I grab Topper's arm and he swivels around in worry. He furrows his brows in confusion when he sees that I'm now perfectly fine other than my uneven breathing and shaky hands.

"What's wrong?" He asks me.

"I'm not having a panic attack" I admit "Well, I don't think so anyways"

"I don't understand, Sylvie" He says.

"I just needed out of class. I have to go" I tell him, turning around and heading towards the exit.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Topper calls out, chasing after me.

"There's somewhere I have to be!" I reply vaguely, pushing open the exit doors leading to the school yard.

"You can't just leave!" He yells in disbelief.

I stop in my place, causing the boy to bump into me and I spin around, grabbing the boy's shoulders.

"I am leaving and I need you to cover for me, okay?" I stress to the blonde Kook "I need you to tell them that I fainted and my brother came to pick me up"

"Sylvie" Topper breathes out.

"Do you understand?" I snap.

"I understand" He nods in defeat.

"Thank you, Topper" I smile gratefully.

He rolls his eyes and playfully pushes me, making me laugh as he heads back towards the school. I pull out my phone and slip out of the gates, leaning back against the stone wall as I read the texts that I missed during my escape.

Kiara
WTF is this you???

Unknown
Is JJ there?

JJ
I'm here Bree

Unknown
Did you pimp my short board?

Laying super low in Nassau

Can you clear my name?
Wanna come home

Be in touch. P4L

Tears roll down my cheeks in complete disbelief and I hear the sound of a car horn honking, causing me to look up. Kiara's car stops right in front of me and the Pogues scramble out of the car with huge big smiles plastered on their face.

"Did you get the messages?" Pope blurts out.

"I got the messages" I nod, laughing through my tears.

"P4L, baby!" JJ hollers, sweeping me off my feet and spinning me around.

"P4L!" I cheer in happiness.