After a couple of minutes, we didn't hear any yelling in the other room, so we pulled apart.
"Whudd er you two doin in derre! C'mon! We've got things te do!" Jack yelled banging on the door.
"We're comin!" Spot yelled back.
"Ok so now all we gotta do is get te Manhattan de day befora yer fatha arrives. And Bai? Don' ferget, yer NOT her sista," Jack warned.
"We ain't?" I joked and he glared at me, "alright, alright! Sheesh! Tough crowd! She ain't me sista!"
"Don be getin any ideas. I don' wanna have te go trough whudd Spot and Angel ova hea are," Jack said, sternly, but his eyes showed that he was slightly worried.
"Don worry, she ain't gonna tell. Besides if she does, I'll have te break her neck." Angel cut in, giving me a look.
"Look, I swear I ain't tellin. I know what you'd say if I did," I said, softly, showing Jack I was just joking before and I wouldn't do anything stupid...well, at least not on purpose!
"Good, cuz if ye did I wouldn't eva talk te ye!" Angel nudged my shoulder and I gave her a small smile.
"So whudder we gonna do till den?" Poet asked playing cards with Race, Blaze, Frit and Marbles.
"Well till den we're just gonna have te stay hea and enjoy oua time tageda," Race chuckled as he shuffled.
"Whudds so funny? Ye gots a goil dat looks like yer face?" Angel asked, harshly.
"Ouch! Ye know I think I'm very handsome meself!" he put up his hands in defense.
"Yer de only one," she returned, turning her back on him.
"Look hea, miss know it all! I gots a goil who actually likes me. not including youse!" he said smugly. The boys around him 'ohhh'ed and I looked on, amused.
"Well like I said, she must look like youse te think yer handsome." Angel laughed. Race gave up and went back to his poker game.
"How many days left?" Spot asked.
"Bout three I think," Scott answered.
"It's foua," Angel and I said simulanteously.
"And te think yer oua brodda and ye don know when oua boithday is!" I yelled and pointed a finger at him.
"Well I bet nieda of ye know when mine is!" he said defensively.
"Ye wanna bet?" Angel smirked.
"March 28th!" we both said at the same time.
"Is dat supposed te make me feel betta er woise?" he asked surprised.
"But whudd bout dat Trevor guy? Ain't he still round?" Tricks asked.
"We don really know. Spot coulda scared im off fer all we know," I grinned at Angel, making her see how confident I was that Spot scared him off for the time being.
"He shoulda loined his lesson de foist time!" Spot said satisfied.
"I'm surre ye taught it te im." Angel grabbed his hat. "Besides round hea everyone knows not te mess wid ye."
"All but youse."Spot smiled, lovingly at Angel as she put the hat on.
"Looks good." Jack laughed.
"I wouldn't be talkin cowboy." she pointed to his hat, "At least I ain't wearin one a dose."
"It's a trademark, don be makin funna me hat. Besides I prefer havin dis one den yer's. Wait! It ain't yers, ye took it from Spot. Guess it don count seein as te you ain't got a hat!" Jack laughed at her.
"It's as much hers as it is mine." Spot said brushing a hand through his hair grinning. "Ang, wanna go fer a walk?"
"Shoah. We'll see youse too lata! Don' do anythin' I wouldn't do!" she said starting to walk away.
"You neva do anyting, how would dat be any fun fer us?" I joked and she turned to give me an evil glare before following Spot out the door.
"Wanna go up on the roof?" Jack grinned.
"Do you take all ya goils up on da roof?" I joked, but Jack didn't smile, yet looked a little fidgety. "I was jus jokin', Jack, but id seems like ya did take udda goils up dere. Anyting ya wanna tell me?"
"Ya know, we neva did talk bout Sarah, an' I wanna get dat out in da open," he said once we were out on the roof. "Do ya mind if I smoke?"
I shook my head. "Go ahead. What, exactly, did ya wanna get out in da open?" I was kinda scared, to tell the truth.
"Well, dere ain't anyting, really, dat we need ta talk bout. I just meant dat we was gonna talk bout it, but neva did," Jack said, taking my hand.
"Okay," I replied, shakily. I was worried about what he was gonna tell me. Did he regret breaking up with her?
We sat down at the edge of the wall, neither of us talking. I stared down at the street below, watching Angel and Spot holding hands as they walked. Angel giggled and they turned the corner, out of my sight.
"Bai?" I looked up at him. "I neva did nothin' wid 'er if dats whudd yer thinkin'."
"I wasn't thinkin' dat, Jack," I managed to spit out, disgusted by the image formed in my head.
"Well, den, whudd were ya thinkin' bout?" he pressed and I snapped.
"Why do youse wanna talk bout dis now? We neva talk bout 'er and I neva thought we would, but now all I can think bout is dat you regret it!" I shouted, standing up.
Jack stood up, too, a look of confusion on his face. "Regret whudd, Bailey?"
"Breakin' up wid 'er! Goin' wid me! Take ya pick, Jack! When youse said ya wanted ta talk bout it, I didn't know what ta think, how ta feel, what ta say!" I could feel the tears forming in my eyes, but I wouldn't let them fall. "So, do ya regret it?"
Jack came towards me and attempted to pull me into his arms, but I pushed him away. He tried again and I kept struggling, but he managed to hold me against him. "I don't eva wanna hea dat youse was thinkin' dat! I don't regret breakin' up wid Sarah an' I will NEVA regret askin' you ta be me goil," Jack pulled back and placed his hands on either side of my face. "I only wanted ta talk bout it cause I thought youse did."
I scoffed. "Jack? Whea did ya eva come up wid a stupid idea like dat? Goils don' wanna hea bout dere boyfriend's ex goilfriends, period," I explained and then rested my head on his shoulder again.
"Well, I'se sorry den. Can ya eva find it in ya heart ta forgive me?" he smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes.
"I don't know, Jack," I said and his smile dropped. "Gotta kiss me ta find out." This time he grinned from ear to ear and bent down to kiss me. I kissed him back, but I couldn't keep the thought of him kissing Sarah out of my head. I pulled away, suprising Jack, and gave him a smile. "I'se really tired, Jackey-boy. Let's go ta bed, 'kay?"
Jack nodded and lead me back inside. When he fell asleep, I pondered on what would ever happen if I ever ran into Sarah Jacobs, or even Davey after our last encounter...
That meeting could be VERY interesting...
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