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~Chapter 35~
-Jake-
After yesterday's fiasco, we told Trudy and Piper, and the law-enforment dragged Danae away. Thank god. Maybe I get back to what was important. Sports, books and Sarah. School was important too, but I was more intrested in those 3 things than anything else.
And since, I had been accepted into some summer sports camp, and I had plently of untouched books, so that left one thing; Sarah, and since that whole 'Our teacher is a crazy weirdo who wants to kill you because of something that happened a long ago' was over, I could finally think of something. But I didn't need to, because as I was jogging to practice, Sarah ended literally tripping on me.
One second, I was jogging, the next, I was on the ground and I opened up my eyes, Sarah was on me.
"Hi." I said
"Oh, crap!" She rolled off me and sat on the grass
"How are you doing?" I ask, laughing
"Now that I'm not in constant fear of being murdered?" Sarah asked "Great. How are you?"
"Me? I'm good." I answer
"What's your summer plans? I hear America's quite exciting."
"My summer plans? Well, I got into a summer sports academy." I tell her
"Exciting!" Sarah laughed "I'm going to the Jenks."
"Oh, that could great or awful." I laugh
"And seeing as apperently their attached at the hip, it's gonna be a pretty miserable summer." Sarah rolled her eyes jokingly
"Well, incase you get bored of them, here's my number." I steal her phone from her bag and insert my number
She smiled a bit "so, if I text you the minute I get off the airplane while I'm mentally throwing up because of them, it's cool?"
I laugh again "yeah, yeah it is." I look at her "you know, your really pretty when you smile. You should do it more often."
She scrunched up her nose and pressed her lips together, "does everyone just go around flattering each other in America, or?"
"Sometimes-" I say standing up, helping Sarah as well, but I got cut off by an oncoming voice
"-SARAH ANNE RUTTER!" I turned around, and there he was, jogging towards us, Roberrt following close behind, the man I could only presume to be Fabian Rutter.
