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"Jack? W-What are you doing here?" I ask, as my eyes widen.
This town is more confusing than I thought it would be. Are they like boyfriend and girlfriend?
Before he can reply, he gets pushed out of the way by Grace, and then he stands behind her shoulder, innocently smiling.
"Hey Kim! I see you've met Jack, my twin brother." She replies, glaring at a grinning Jack.
"Surprise, Kimmy." He smirks, his eyes filled with the joy of catching me off guard. I clench my jaw.
'Brother?'
Wow... It's so clear now. I feel so stupid. An idiot could've figured this out.
Grace said her 'Brother in detention', and Jack was in detention. Grace lived by me, and I knew that Jack lived by me, because of last night.
That's why he didn't want me to tell them.
"Oh, yeah. I've met him, alright." I tell Grace, giving Jack a disgusted expression. I feel so oblivious and stupid.
I might actually be a little dumb blonde.
"Huh?" Grace shakes, really confused.
"Let's just start on the project." I enthusiastically cheer, changing the subject. Grace lets me in, and I push past Jack, glaring at him.
She leads me into the living room where Julie is also, and closes the door on a smug looking Jack
"Wow. Your house is so huge and nice" I gasp with a dazzle in my eyes. Grace and Julie laugh at my comment.
"Well...?" Grace asks, smirking. I can see the resemblance between Jack and her when she does that, but it's not half as annoying.
"Well what?" I ask her, as we start on our project.
"Well when did you meet Jack?" She asks, still with that smirk on her face.
"Wait, hold up. What?" Julie asks.
Grace explains how when I saw him, I looked shocked and he looked pleased with himself, but all through her explanation I kept interrupting her, denying everything she said.
"So...?" They both ask in unison, seeming really interested.
"What?" I ask, then I clear my throat when I realize that my voice got higher.
"You're a really bad liar." Julie laughs.
"Spill. Aren't friends supposed to tell each other everything?" Grace pouts. She did not just play the friend card.
"Fine." I groan, before telling them everything that happened since last night, to right this moment, except the hugging, blushing, and the thought of maybe liking him- which I do not.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Grace asks.
"He helped me, so I owed him, okay?" I tell them, but they did not believe me that this was the reason.
"You went down the alley?" Julie asks with wide eyes.
I nod, then Grace and Julie gasp. "Are you suicidal?" Grace shrieks with a concerned look on her face.
"I got out alive, didn't I?" I respond, with a smile on my face.
"Do you like him?" Julie quietly giggles.
"Who?" I ask her, trying not to seem keen, but they just raise their eyebrows.
"What, Jack?! Ew, no! I barely know him." I deny. I really don't like him in that way. Or in any way.
"Romeo and Juliet barely knew each other, but they got married the day after they met." Julie gives me a wide grin, as I glare at her.
"Well I for one, do not believe in love at first sight. Maybe Romeo and Juliet did, but we all know what happened to them, right?" I quickly drag a finger across my neck, to gesture that they died.
Grace and Julie shake their heads and giggle in disbelief.
"But, I do believe in hate at first sight, and that is definitely what's happened." I continue.
Ignoring my previous argument, Grace asks, with a huge grin appearing on her face. "Hey, haven't I seen that jacket before?"
Then before I can reply, Grace and Julie both look at each other and squeal like little school girls "She's wearing Jack's jacket!"
I roll my eyes, and tell them "So what? I'm just using it to cover up my arm."
They giggle before Grace says "That's his favorite jacket."
Then Julie butts in, by also giggling. "He wears it all the time." They both look at each other, wiggling their eyebrows.
"You're being ridiculous. Let's just get to work." I laugh, then they finally decide to give it up.
We work for about an hour, sitting on the floor, making our project look pretty. We're not even close to finishing though. This is going to take a few days, not just an hour. I clutch my stomach when my tummy starts to roar like a dinosaur. They look at me and giggle.
"Hungry?" Grace laughs, and I nod. "Okay, I just need to finish writing this up, then we can eat. But if you want, go to the kitchen and grab a snack while you wait." She chuckles at the sound of my rumbling tummy.
"Okay, thanks." I chuckle before getting up and leaving the room.
Although her house is gigantic, it isn't a maze. I go to the kitchen. It's like heaven. Their fridge is huge. I feel a little rude rummaging through their fridge, and cupboards, looking for the perfect snack. The problem is that there is too much choice. I open a tall cupboard, and I can almost literally hear angels sing. There is so much different snacks. I chuckle with delight. Wow, I feel so fat... But who cares? I love food. I scavenge through the cupboard filled with wonder and delight.
"Found what you're looking for?" I shriek and hit my head on the top of the cupboard when I hear the voice of nobody else but Jack. He chuckles as I rub my head.
I grab a cupcake before starting to walk away from him, faking a smile. "I like your jacket" He tells me, which makes me stop and turn around to see his smirking face.
"Oh, I forgot. Here you go." I say after I take off his jacket and hand it to him.
"No, keep it." He says, giving it back to me, and I put it back on. Is the great Jack Brewer actually being nice?
"Oh, uh- okay...Thanks." I smile at his oddly kind gesture.
"After all, you need it to cover up your bandage." He says, and I nod, then he continues. "And I'm pretty sure you enjoyed our hug didn't you, Kimmy?"
There it is. I knew there was a catch. There's always a catch.
I feel my cheeks heat up, but I change the subject. "Don't flatter yourself, Brewer." I dart my eyes at him.
"Don't deny it. I thought you said that you didn't like me." He laughs.
I'm a really bad liar. I must say that I actually did enjoy it. His body felt so warm- Stop it, Kim. You do not like him.
"You're such a creep. Of course I don't like you." I tell him, walking to the fridge to grab a drink, rolling my eyes at his cockiness.
"Pass me a coke." He demands.
"What's the magic word?" I tease him. Oh, how the table have turned.
"Please?" He asks like a little kid, dragging the 'e' and flutters his eyelashes.
I grab a diet coke, give it an evil little shake without him noticing and throw it to him.
He looks down at it in disgust. "Diet? Are you being serious, Kimmy?" I roll my eyes at the annoying nickname, then innocently smile and nod.
I close the fridge door as I evilly grin, waiting for him to fall for my little prank.
And that's exactly what he does. He lifts the little metal ring on the can, and it squirts all over his shirt.
A dark grin appears on my face, as he flares his nostrils and says "Really, Kimmy, really?"
I burst out laughing and nod. Now it's time for a smirk to appear on his face.
This makes me uncomfortable because I don't know what he's thinking.
His hands reach for the bottom of his shirt and pull it over his head.
Oh, sweet lord. What a sight.
I can't help but gaze at his tanned, muscular abs. They're basically perfect. I look up at his face to see him smirk at the fact that I'm admiring his body. I fell for it, yet again.
"Do you like what you see?" He cockily smirks.
"Huh? You wish, Brewer." I roll my eyes, as I feel my cheeks heat up.
I turn around, about to leave the room, but I suddenly remember.
"Jack, I need to get my bracelet back."
I face him, and his eyes widen. "You really want to go back there?"
"Listen here brewer, you have no idea what that bracelet meant to me. I lost my mom once, and I'm not planning on losing her again." I almost yell at him, making hand gestures.
He simply nods, before asking. "So, you're going alone?"
"No, I was kinda hoping that you'd..." I begin, then stop. I can't let myself look weak and needy, yet again.
"I'm sorry, I would what?" He smirks, knowing exactly what I meant.
Wow, I know how this is going to go down.
I clench my jaw, before quietly mumbling. "Hoping that you'd come with me... to help me."
"Huh, I didn't quite catch that." Jack cups his ear and leans forward.
"I need your help. Your...help!" I snap, the irritation clear on my face.
"Was that any way to ask?" He grins, purposely aggravating me.
I sigh, before asking. "Please?"
"Hmm... I don't know. I'm pretty sure you should hug me like you did earlier."
I punch his arm, before glaring at him. "Don't push it, Brewer."
"Fine, I guess I'll have to protect you, as always." He smirks. Uh, protection? No.
"I don't need protection, I just need back up. If they take you out, they'd spare me." I smirk, innocently fluttering my eyelashes.
Jack chuckles before he agrees, "I'll help you."
It's been too long since my last chapter, and I'm so sorry. I had an exam today, which I definitely failed (It was SO hard). I have another exam tomorrow, so this had to be kinda short again. When my exams are over next week, I promise to write more often. But wish me luck! *sigh*
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