A/N Strong Language.
Scenes taken from Season one Episode Six.
"No"
"Why not?" Lydia asked touching her face up in the mirror.
"I know Brett, way more than you do. He's not even into him" Jackson admitted.
Lydia rolled her eyes, as she fixed her hair in the mirror. She knew he wouldn't be into this. Especially now that Danny MÄhealani was single and ready to mingle. They both knew that it would hurt his feelings. She knew that her Boyfriend would try and derail her at every turn.
"It's been a Great year for LGBT Jack. Lipstick Lesbians are everywhere. Caitlyn Jenner has got a hotter body than me. Gays can get married and adpot Ten Kids from Seven different continents. We need a nice, Classy cute smart Gay couple to do things with"
"Danny's Classy!" Jackson groaned.
"Right. By himself sure. But do you remember the Nolan Ross scandal? I sure do. It happened Six Months ago Jackson. It's still getting talked about to this day. Holly and Ellen were whispering about it in the toilets and I can barely look Phil the IT Guy in the eye now" Lydia said.
"Brett will hate you for it. He can't stand Mason" Jackson told her.
"Is that so?" Lydia said getting out her phone. "Is that why they were partying at Sinema the other night?" She asked. She showed him a picture of them laughing.
Jackson clenched his fists. That Twitter picture had to be a mistake. Brett just pitied the Guy, that was all.
There was no way he was sitting at a table with some nerdy loser that Brett didn't like either.
Lydia passed him her hair clip. He parted her hair and slid it in. She smiled and kissed him on the cheek. It was brief moments like these, when the Lacrosse player could see Lydia as Marriage material. He could See her smiling in Luxury white under a veil walking down the aisle...
"I'll set it for Friday at Nine, I'll be doing a "Delicate Wild Rose" Theme. I want you dressed in Red and Creme" Lydia said.
"I don't care what the theme is, because Brett would rather cut his own dick off, than hook up with the likes of Mason Hewitt" Jackson said, putting a confident arm around Lydia's shoulders.
