No matter how much Jack irritates me, he always remembers to fix it. I don't know if he does it on purpose, but he does.
Yesterday it was his and Hiccup's idiotic remarks and me trying to deal with it with grace. Actually, Jack started it, because when he sees my small drawings I finish on breaks sometimes, he compliments them, but then he saw me doodling. My doodling usually contains people and my doodles of people are only too much lines and wierd-shaped things instead of hands, feet, head and torso. He said something about too much lines around and asked why he has a cross on his face. Hiccup didn't say anything, but sitting there simply included him.
I couldn't tell him it's because it's him and I just don't want others to know so I make the sketch that messy. So I tried to explain the cross thing.
Jack made some stupid remarks and it was slowly driving me mad, but I was always serene person, so I smiled tauntingly and said: "Well, then try it yourself!"
He teased about me trying not to smile and trying to hide it by turning away from them when I wanted to say something to Merida, and although I would hit him with frying pan if I could, I wasn't able to stop the smile from making its way onto my lips and I was pretty sure I blushed.
I was never really sure if we're friends or not. He was always "the friend of my best friend's friend". After one year of knowing Jack, I found out he was a bit egoistic or arrogant sometimes, but I also saw he can be a great friend, kind and supporting. He just loved to make jokes and sometimes it went out of his control. Ignoring the fact I never felt completely comfortable around him, I had strange mood yesterday and it just irritated me.
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Today, there was some extra lesson of Music for all of the class. Teacher told us we can play whatever we want on Youtube, so there was some really awful music annoying me and then there was my red-headed friend who did nothing but complain, because she didn't like the music, either. And I had to listen to all of it.
COMPLAAAIIIIN!
I tried to ignore both music and my pissed off friend and draw, but it was quite hard. Hiccup talked with her and when I wanted to know what did he tell her – because he looked at me while talking - she refused to tell me. COMPLAIN was all I heard from her that lesson and I was really annoyed.
So when she talked to her auburn-haired friend again, I didn't even bother to find out what they were talking about, I just looked at her. And right next to her I saw Jack grinning at me like: Come on, smile for me. And I smiled, because it was hard not to smile at his grin, and moreover, I just earned my personal smile from him.
But apparently he wasn't satisfied, because he sat just like the redhead with imitation of her serious look and I bursted in laugh. Jerk.
No matter how much he irritates me, he always remembers to fix it.
