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Chapter 8 by PyrianEternal PyrianEternal

Who settles in first?

Brianna, followed by James and Kate

Trudging along dourly, Brianna hip bumps the door to her room open and drags her things inside. It's a fairly nice room, a small window letting in some natural light, twin beds with comfortable looking linen. A small cupboard sits in the corner and each bed has a small table beside it with a lamp. It's easily the sort of room Danielle's parents could rent out as a motel or an Airbnb to make a decent amount of cash, the only thing staining it was the fact she'd have to sleep in here with Nathan present.

Brianna had heard plenty of rumours about the guy, but had never actually met him. Dani's elder cousin by three years, the kind that was always showing up on other girl's profiles online to make sleazy comments. The one time Brianna had used a dating app just to experiment with it, she'd encountered his profile and she'd cringed so hard her nose wrinkled. All of the photos were shirtless or sexual in some way, his bio was gag-inducing, and unfortunately the profile had received plenty of views... she supposed life was easy for a fuckboy like that on dating sites, given those people were only looking for hookups.

While she was alone here, she figured she'd get a change of clothes, freshen up and start unpacking. With a quick trip to the downstairs bathroom she'd splashed her face, neatened her red hair up a little and checked her nails and the sparse makeup she'd applied that morning. Once that was taken care of she returned to her room and got changed, swapping out her track pants for a set of baggy green cargos, her jumper for a large grey shirt, and her travel boots for a comfortable pair of black sneakers. To say Brianna dressed like a boy was not inaccurate, she'd always been on the sportier side of things, and while it hadn't resulted in her scoring any relationships or getting anywhere beyond first base? It did bring home a fair few trophies for gymnastics and running.

Getting most of her things packed away in the cupboard and the rest neatly organised on or beside her bed, Brianna decided to unwind for an hour or two and continue reading through the novel she'd brought with her.


Kate marched up the stairs, James following timidly behind as the alt girl threw the door to their room open and tossed her bag onto the furthest bed. The room was near identical to Brianna's save for the slightly bigger windows and the different coloured sheets.

"Alright. You're on that bed, I'm gonna change my shirt real quick so look away." she commented casually, moving to the corner of the room before yanking up her band t-shirt and tossing it aside, a moment after James hurriedly turned on the spot and faced the wall.

"My bad..." he muttered, not knowing what to do with himself as Katelyn slips on a crop top to go over the fishnet mesh that sat across her bust and arms, exposing her stomach and the navel piercing that dangled from her belly button.

"Alright, you're good." she told him, James not turning around for several moments after she'd given the all clear, prompting her to snap her fingers. "Yo! Earth to nerd!"

James startled, spinning around with a deer-in-headlights expression. "S-Sorry."

Kate scoffed, "Dude you have got to loosen up a little." she commented, plopping down onto her bed and leaning back onto her arms, crossing a leg over her knee in those tight black jeans over a pair of heeled punk boots. "What? Never shared a room with a girl or something?"

"Well, uh, no." he confesses, shuffling around the side of his bed and sitting down on it, a small distance from Kate.

"Weird. Don't have any sisters, girlfriend?" she pushed.

James shook his head, "I'm an only child and... well, I've never had a girlfriend either."

"Huh... same. Well, same for the only child part. I've had a girlfriend before." Kate bluntly states, pulling her backpack up to her side and opening it up to start withdrawing some of her things, including a hand mirror she checks her hair and makeup with, brushing a few of her dyed purple strands to the side of her face, popping her black painted lips and lightly adjusting some of the piercings in her ears and brow.

Not knowing what to do with the information, the pale boy just forces himself to swallow awkwardly and try to focus on getting himself sorted. At this rate it was going to be a long vacation.

Who gets set up next?

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