The dinner pt3

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( the music kinda brings it to life so you should play it)

"So, what would you like to do? Dinner's probably not going to be for a while." Jackson said to me, he was sitting on the end of his bed, me sitting in his desk chair.

"I don't know, we could.... I said in thought tapping my chin.

"We could go for a walk." Jackson said, excitedly.

"Sure!" I said getting up.

We both tried to go out of his room at the same time, which resulted in us stumbling out, falling.

"Sorry." Jackson said, his face going red as I got up.

"It's alright."I replied

"Now, ONWARDS!" He said, which sent us both into a fit of laughter as we walked down the stairs.

"Going for a walk, be back soon, mom!" Jackson shouted in the direction of the kitchen.

"Ok, sweetie!" His mom shouted back.

We slipped on our shoes, and made our way out the front door

Oh. My. God.

It was the most beautiful summer night ever.

There was a pink and orange sunset, with bits of fluffy cloud here and there.

It was amazing.

"Wow." I said, speechless.

"I know, it's beautiful." Jackson said.

"Yeah, we didn't ever have sunsets like this back in California, they were mostly just orange." I said, admiring the view.

"Actually, I have something even better." Jackson said, a small smile coming across his face.

"What is it?" I asked curiously.

"Come with me." He said, grabbing my wrist and pulling me back to his house.

We went back inside, and back up the stairs, into a bathroom.

Then, Jackson opened the window, and climbed out.

"Come on!" He said.

So I got up onto the ledge and climbed through the window, stepping onto the flat part of roof that over looked our part of the neighborhood.

From here, we could see the sunset even better, it was magical.

"It's so beautiful!" I said happily.

"I know." Jackson said, but little did you know, he was looking at you, And he wasn't talking about the sunset.

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