getting my tits out.

Sober Otto always had dreamless sleep, she would fall asleep and the next thing she knew it was the morning and she was awake. It was almost like time travelling.

But inebriated Otto was another story, whether it be LSD, xanax or weed she always had vivid dreams. Sometimes they'd be her with her tits out, riding on the back of a three-leged horse through Ancient Rome, and sometimes it'd be something simple, and far more terrifying, like her having sex with JJ Maybank.

Only sometimes dreams - or nightmares - are just a mirror of what is happening in real life.

Although the tits out, three legged horse, Ancient Rome dream was sadly not a mirror of her life.

But as she awoke she was reminded that some dreams hold truths in them.

Stirring in her sleep Otto felt something warm and weighted slung over her back, rolling over to smoosh her face further into the mattress she quickly noticed how lumpy it was.

Her mattress was anything but lumpy.

That pulled her out of her sleep a little, then she noticed that the room stunk of weed.

She didn't smoke weed at her house.

And what finally woke her up completely was the incessant, inhumanly loud snoring.

She slept alone.

Her eyes opened, her heart speeding up quickly, she turned her head toward the noise and saw a blonde boy. His mouth opened slightly and his eyes closed lightly, with the orange glow of the morning sun he looked radiant - not that she'd admit that, - but the realisation quickly came to her that it wasn't just any boy.

No. That was JJ Maybank.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no." She breathed out each word in quick succession.

This wasn't happening. She refused to believe this was happening.

How the fuck did this happen? She was meant to pop a few pills, chill out at her spot and have a night she wouldn't remember.

To be fair, she did pop a few pills, chill out at her spot, and she couldn't remember anything that happened the night prior. The only deviation from the plan was that her spot, wasn't just her spot, it also happened to be his spot.

The last thing she wanted to do was wake him up, but the first thing she wanted to do was get the fuck out of there so she lifted what she realised was his arm off her back very gently. Once she was freed she sat up and got off the painfully squeaky bed. One of the coils that pocked through the mattress and stabbed her leg a little and she let out a strained curse.

Standing up she looked at a cracked mirror that stood in front of her leaning a against the wall, the outside was covered in stickers and it looked like someone had ripped if off the wall behind it due to the missing chips of paint. But her reflection shocked her, it wasn't the makeup around her eyes, or her ratty hair that caught her attention. If only it was that. No, it was the fact she was stark naked.

She didn't even have a sock on.

Another string of colouerful words tumbled out of the teens mouth as she frantically looked around the room for her clothes. But they were no where to be seen, seemingly having disappeared into thin air.

After a minute she gave up on her search, with each passing second the chances of him waking up was increasing. And that was not a risk she was willing to take.

She settled on the first thing she was, it was in a pile of poorly folded clothes that sat on a broke plastic chair. Snatching a pair of shorts and a t-shirt she threw them on. Thankful she left her phone at home, so she didn't have that to worry about as she walked back through the house, stepping lightly on her bare feet.

At the door she spotted her shoes which she thankfully slipped on, pleased that she didn't have to walk home barefoot.

She didn't have the foggiest clue at what time it was but it was early enough that she only saw a few people dotted around, and when she got back to her house no one was there to witness the walk of shame.

Over the next few days Otto tried to both adjust to her new life on the island and forget about what happened with JJ.

She did however get an STI check. For obvious reasons.

JJ's goings on were not subtle, he enjoyed spending the night with girls, especially when he wasn't sober. And he was never sober.

When he woke up after that night, he still had a select few memories, which differed to Otto's blank slate. And what he remembered he obsessed over.

Otto was different. Otto was perfect.

But he thought she was just a touron who'd be leaving imminently.

When he saw Otto on the first day at school he realised she wasn't a touron, at least not anymore.

The first day if school was something Otto was dreading, she liked her school back at home. She had her friends, her favourite teachers and she was comfortable.

But the highschool she was walking into was small, due to the population of the island the pool of pupils was minimal. Which decreased her chance of having any friends whatsoever.

Otto must've looked really lost, looking up and down from her map of the campus and her surroundings because one girl decided to put her out if her misery.

Kiara Carrera walked up to Otto.

"Just hand me the schedule." She reached out expectantly, Otto stared at her for a second. Trying to sus out what her intentions were.

Otto had be burned. A lot. When she was younger she trusted anyone and everyone, but she quickly learned that trust had to be earned, but even that lead to her getting hurt. So, she didn't trust anyone.

Sensing hesitance Kie took the schedule from her hands and glanced over it, "We pretty much have the same classes, just follow me and you'll be fine." Kie said with a small smile.

Otto took her schedule back and gave the girl a curt nod.

Over the next few days Otto slowly but surely allowed herself to enjoy Kie's company, she by no means trusted her, but she let herself enjoy the girl's company. It was clear she had another group of friends as she would disappear occasionally, or someone would pop over and say hello.

After a week of splitting her time between her new friend, and her group of what is essentially family Kie decided it was time to add Otto into the mix.

At the next lunch break Kie walked Otto over to the secluded table the group ate lunch at, it was hidden away from the buzz. After what happened the summer prior - the summer Otto had spent on the mainland - the group constantly had judgemental eyes on them, so they laid low.

When Otto spotted the group she let her eyes flicker over the people, there was a dark skinned boy with a faded green cap on. When he saw Otto he gave her a friendly smile, one she returned. He looked kind.

Sitting with her head in his lap was a brunette girl, she had one of his hands resting across her eyes which Otto assumed was to shield her from the sun. She guessed they must be a couple.

Next to the pair was someone she placed almost instantly.

Of course.

JJ Maybank.

"That's Pope, and his girlfriend Bellamy." She introduces the pair, "Belly. Not Bellamy." The girl corrects, lifting one of her hands up like she's warning them.

Kie then points to the blonde boy next to them, they both recognise each other. How couldn't they?

When JJ said nothing Otto assumed that he hadn't told Kie who she was. Her assumption was correct. And she definitely wasn't going to be the one to acknowledge the incident first.

"That's JJ. Ignore everything he says." She warns with a smirk. JJ makes a sound of protest but Kie cuts him off "This is Otto. Be kind, don't scare her off." She warns.

"It's a pleasure to make.your acquaintance Otto." JJ says with a smug smirk. To everyone but the pair of them this was normal JJ antics. But they both saw it a little differently.

"I assure you, the pleasure is all mine." She smiles back sarcastically.

Otto settled in well, and over the next few weeks she becomes interwoven in the group.

Ever since that night the summer prior the group had felt empty, the hole the two missing people left would never be filled with other people. Not even a thousand people would fix that wound, but bringing to people they all liked helped lessen the hurt.

First there was Maria, Kie's on-again-off-again girlfriend, who was firery and rambunctious.

Then there was Belly, Pope's girlfriend (the opposite of on-again-off-again) who was calm and sarcastic.

And now Otto.

When Kie and Maria inevitably got back together Maria very quickly decided she liked Otto, something about how judgemental she looks.

Otto didn't pin herself as judgemental per se, she preferred observant.

The group hung out everyday, although Otto wasn't always there. She tried spending as much time as possible with her dad, but whenever he deemed she was spending too much time with him and not enough time with her friends he banished her from the house for a day.

After school one day Kiara came over to Otto's house and upon walking into her room she took a b-line to her wardrobe, pulled out the first thing she deemed suitable and told her they were going to a party.

Otto didn't fight her on it.

Although she did refuse to wear the hideous dress she pulled out.

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