Hey there guys!
Long time no see, I know right? Haha.
Sorry for the wait. I'm going to try and be a good writer to make it up.
Sorry it's also short btw..
I would normally make this Bliss/Mimi chap, but for you guy's I'll make it a Jack one.
Here it goes,
Rissaa, x
Jack's emerald eyes opened to fresh morning. The sun was smiling and the birds sang.
Then, getting up, he left the untidy bed which the maids would soon fix up and turned to gaze at the mirror.
He was still wearing his pyjamas(Jack Force can pull of anything) and on the other hand his blonde hair was all messed up like when somebody rubs a balloon on top of your head.
After standing there just looking at the mirror he then snapped into realisation.
Today is the day you make it up to Schuyler.
He quickly changed into some jeans and a shirt and brushed his teeth and hair. Rushing down the steps, nearly caused him to fall but he caught himself just in time.
Sully was inside the limousine listening to the radio, he figured that he wouldn't want to disturb Sully so instead decided to walk.
People looked at him grinning and smiling. What was with the world today?
The Repository was a very historic place. It could give you flashbacks and memories. He was trying to find something on 'Silver Bloods', since one had tried to kill Schuyler. He would gather all the information he could and help her, but without Mimi or anybody knowing, especially Charles. Looking in the 'S' section, he found nothing on them. Not even a sentence a word, anything. They had wiped out anything in the books so nobody would know about them. Or maybe they were long gone, and Schuyler was after all lying. But he did not think of Schuyler as an lier.
He heard some people talking close to him.
"Ollie. It's not going to be here, I told you so!" the familiar voice remarked.
"Wait, it might be. You never know you know." the other voice defended.
Schuyler and her friend were here as well. Was this good or bad? Bad, defaintly bad. Especially of what had happened yesterday. He went for the exit.
"Jack?" the voice he wished was not her.
He turned around with a blank expression on his face.
Schuyler's face wasn't angry but instead was composed and calm.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Researching some history." he answered thinking of the most believable lie.
She nodded, while going back to whatever she was doing. She stopped thinking for awhile.
"Jack?" she said.
"Yes?" he wondered.
She smiled.
"Your shirt's on backwards." and with that, she left.
He looked down at his shirt.
Damn. He thought.
His shirt was on backwards.