I have three important things to say!

1) You guys are amazing! I loved all your reviews! I just want to say that I'm really happy that the majority of you DID read my note and did that small thing I asked you...So THANK YOU! I love you all!

2) : I have a specific reason why I don't put too many Jalliot moments(btw I love the pairing name). Patience is all I'm going to say...patience and there's more to come!

3)OMG! Did you guys watch the new Kickin'it episode?! Am I the only one who is extremely mad that there was a SECOND kiss bteween Kim and Milton but still no kiss from Kim and Jack!? I mean are you serious people? We've been waiting for 3 seasons! Give us the kiss!

Anyways...I'm gonna continue with the story now! Enjoy!

CHAPTER SEVEN

Next morning I woke up with a slight wight on top of me and when I woke up I faced Elliot's calm face. She was lying on top of me with her head resting on my chest. Quick question? How the hell did we end up like this? I remember seeing Elliot at the living room as she was drinking and putting on the Breakfast Club again...I remember that I started drinking with her...tha she was dancing...I was dancing...Just then Elliot moved and her nose touched mine as her eyes opened and she stared at me.

"Hi" I said smiling. I couldn't help it! Don't get me wrong...I found this whole situation stupid too...and embarrasing...and akward...but looking at her expression was the best.

"Hi" she said back as she pushed herself off me and back on her feet as a small hint of pink covered her cheeks. That's when she loosed her balance and fell back on top of me.

"Shit! Sorry...my head is killing me" she gently let out as she kept her eyes closed.

"That's okay" I said as I helped her up and soon I was standing on my feet.

"I'll get the painkillers" Elliot mumbled.

"I'll get the water" I said as we both stormed towards the kitchen. She tossed me one painkiller and I gave her a glass of water...

"It feels so good to be back! I have no idea how your brothers live with each other...the house was an absolute mess...the house was filled with dust and piles of clothes every where! It was just disgusting!" mum was rambling since they got home! At this point you simply don't listen to what she's saying and zone out...I just have to be careful and say 'yes,mum you're right' or 'yeah, I'm listening' because if you don't mum will know that you didn't pay attention to her and she'll be...mad...like extemely mad! Like the devil! You seriously are lucky because Kevin and Artie moved out.

When they were here mum was angry 24/7 everyday. One time they got expelled because they shoot paintballs at a teacher who didn't gave them the B they wanted. Hell was unleashed that afternoon. Mum had came home from work earlier because school called her. She was lecturing them for a half an hour and another half she was trying to find their punishement. It was a fine evening...!

"Mum" I tried to make her stop talking because honestly it was starting to become annoying...

"Mum" I tried again but she simply ignored me.

"MUM!"

"Jack I think I've told you not to raise your voice to me" mum said suddenly her attention fixed on me. Great! Now she's mad at me.

"You're talking for almost an hour about how untidy Kevin and Artie are...I mean after 18 years that they lived here I expected you to realise that they're always going to pile up their clothes and that they'll always do everything they can to annoy you" I said firmly. Mum was simply looking at me like I was some sort of an alien.

"You're right I'm sorry" mum said.

"I'm always right" I said cockily and mum shot me a serious look. I just shrugged me shouders.

"Go call Elliot...dinner" mum just said and I groaned. Great! I have to talk to her. After Sunday morning when we woke up drunk...we drunk some coffee and she simply went back to her ignore mode...which means, blank expression and a coversation that included a lot of 'Whatever' in it. If she didn't want to talk to me I didn't either...!

"Elliot open the fucking door!" I said as I loudly bang on her door.

"What?!" a very annoyed Elliot appeared behind the-now opened- door.

"Dinner" I said.

"Did you had to bang the door like that?" she spat angrily.

"If annoys you I'll do it everytime I pass by your door" I said.

"Do that!" she exclaimed angrily.

"I will!" I said with the same irritation as hers.

"Good" she said narrowing her eyes at me.

"Good" I said back.

"Fine" she said her eyes still fixed at me.

"Fine" I spat at her my eyes fixed on hers as well. (a/n: Disclaimer: I do not own the whole 'Good' 'Good' 'Fine' 'Fine' thing. It's from Sonny with a chance. While I was writting this I just felt that it was a nice touch...)

"Why are you two fighting all the time?" I heard my dad's curious voice asking us. I looked towards the direction the voice came and I saw my dad standing there smiling at us.

"He is annoying" Elliot said the same time I said "She is annoying". Elliot quickly put on her usual blank expression and passed dad and went downstairs. I was about to follow her downstairs but dad stopped me.

"Is everything okay?" he asked me still smiling.

"Eveything is fine" I said calmly now since she was away from me.

"Can I ask you something? You know between us?" dad asked a hint of smile still plastered on his face.

"What is it?" I asked being curious now.

"Okay don't get mad..."

"I won't"

"Do you like Elliot? Like something more of a friend?" dad asked me waiting for a responce but I was frozen. My whole body had went stiff when he said the words Elliot and like in the same sentence.

"No" I simply said being still stiff.

"It's not a bad thing if you do li-"

"Dad I don't like her as something more of a friend for two reasons. First: she is NOT my friend and second: she annoys me to the fullest" I said. Dad was about to say something but I didn't let him as I spoke again.

"Besides...she doesn't like me either and I don't know if I can handle the whole 'fucked up' thing"

"Watch your mouth" dad said sternly.

"Yeah, yeah whatever...I don't know what happened to her...I don't know why her mother sent here...to us...I don't know why she is so afraid of her emotions because she hides them all the time and honestly...I might don't want to find out..."I said and simply went back to the kitchen.

During dinner Elliot was looking at her plate playing with her food being completely zoned out. I was too...Mum and dad were talking about what they had to do tom. and Mia had finished her dinner earlier and was now watching TV. After we finished dinner mum was about to pick the dishes but Elliot said she'll do it so mum can rest and relax for a while because tom. she had a busy schedule. I stayed for a while at the living room because Mia wanted to 'play' with me. Well...more of start poking me in order to see if I'm going to bruise because apparently Artie told her that if she does this repeatdly I'll turn purple...I swear sometimes they're both really stupid!

Mia asked me to put her to bed so we got up and I carried her upstairs to her room. All the way upstairs she was playing with her favourite unicorn and singing a silly song at her small voice. I pulled the covers on her body and gave her a light kiss on her forehead.

"Jackie?" she asked me when I was about to leave.

"Yeah?"

"Are you and Elliot going to get married like mum and dad?" she asked innocently. How do you say to a 8-year old that the girl she likes so much is the same girl I want to murder in her sleep? You don't. You just tell her what she wants to hear...well that doesn't seem fair to me...

"What makes you thing that?"

"Because she is really pretty and boys like pretty girls...because I think that she will be the only one to handle you and because she is the only one that gave you and still gives you a hard time" Mia said seriously and then she added. "What does hard time mean?"

"Did mum or dad ask you to ask me this?" I said sighing.

"Both" she said smiling trying really hard to keep her eyes open.

"Would you like it if me and Elliot got married?" I asked her and she nodded her head.

"Then I'll think about it" I said as she struggled even more to keep her eyes open. Soon she had fallen asleep and I went to the bathroom to wash my teeth. There was something wrong though. What the hell was it? The toothpaste had a funny taste. I quickly spit it out and took the tube and smelled it...paint.

I quickly got downstairs and found Elliot sitting at the couch playing with her tongue piercing. Her eyes fixed at the TV but anyone could tell she wasn't paying attention...her thoughts were somewhere else.

"Paint? Seriously?" I growled and I saw mum and dad's heads snapping towards our direction.

"What you didn't like my prank?" Elliot asked her attention to me.

"Do I look like I like it?" I said in a low but angry voice.

"What's going on?" mum asked.

"She put paint into the toothpaste" I said my eyes fixed on her. Never leaving her eyes.

"He started" Elliot said as she quickly got up from the couch.

"I did not"

"Yes you did. You purred a glass of water on my head on my first day at school" Elliot said.

"You threw a whole bucket at me!" I said my voice rising a little.

"You messed up my make-up" she said coming a small step closer to me.

"You..."I can't tell about the party...I'm screwed if I do. Mum will kill us...both and if we do survive Elliot might mention the kiss...and I seriously don't want to have him asking all these akward/annoying questions all day...

"You put paint...Fucking paint at the toothpaste!" Elliot was about to say something to protest but mum spoke up.

"That's enough! Both of you stop arguing now! I want this whole prank game to end now!" mum said but Elliot simply ignored her.

"The ball is on your side. Goodnight" she said the last part to my parents and went upstairs.

"Jack?" Dad said.

"What?"

"You can keep telling yourself whatever you want...but you can't deny some attraction." he said seriously.

"What's going on?" mum asked confused.

"I never denied the attraction." I said seriously too. "But there is a huge difference between liking someone to simply be attracted to him or her" I said and left before dad's answer.

***I really hope you like this story so far...They way I have thought it, it is going to be around 20 chapters and I'm thinking of a sequel...maybe...anyways...we have time for that talk! Tell me what you think! Remember just a 'nice work' means the world to me!

Bye!