Ryder and Friday.

*Friday.*

Shane had a sister.

A hot one at that.

Like, don't get me wrong she's not my type. At all.

But she's still hot.

She's nothing like Shane.

In fact, by looking at her, you wouldn't think they were related.

She kinda reminded me of water, because of the blue in her hair.

"What d'you do for a living?" I asked her before I could stop myself.

"I'm a professional make-up artist." She smiled at me.

"Name?" I asked, laughing at Ry's jealous expression.

"December. You?" She asked, holding her hand out.

"Friday." I told her, shaking it.

Ry's a shy person when it comes to new people, so when December was talking to him, I answered.

Nina didn't like her. I could tell.

"So, does being a dick run in your family?" She asked coldly, staring at her.

"What d'you mean?" December asked, genuinely confused.

"Was it really a hard question? Your brother is a dick, I just wanna know if you are too." She answered slowly.

"Nina, stop being a bitch." I snapped, pulling her back.

She tutted but did as I said.

We had all been forced to go to the hospital to see if Shane would be okay.

"Urgh, Shane's such a cock hungry fag!" Nina ranted, pacing up and down.

Ry looked slightly offended but didn't say anything.

He'd been best friends with Nina his whole life and he didn't want to mess their friendship up.

"We wouldn't be here if I wasn't such a violent ass." I moaned to Ryder, playing with his hair.

"You're not an ass ... you can be sometimes, but it isn't permanent." He laughed, making me chuckle with him.