Ghost Bird The Academy: Jameson Addition.

Emotions can be difficult.

"The fears we don't face become our limits."

                                    Sunday.

James sucked in a tired breathe her hair was sticking to her face. Her arm was asleep and she was still wearing the shirt John Oliver had given her when she had first shown up at Axel's apartment.

Her body was still sore, her mind exhausted, nerves wracking through her.

"Goodmorning'" John Oliver rasped his voice tired as he rubbed at his eyes.

James smiled softly at him, "Good morning," She whispered. "How are you feeling?"

John Oliver frowned sitting up a little bit, "Shouldn't I be asking you that?" he sounded perplexed that she would even ask him such a thing.

James scoffed like she wasn't worried about him. She would do better at reaching out to her friend, it looks like they both had gotten so crossed up in there own stuff that they forgot to reach out.

"Romeo," James said slowly, "I kinda sprung a lot on you all at once. And I know you're going through your own shit too dealing with me and that...is a lot I'm-"

"Please don't say you're sorry," John Oliver gave her a small smile squeezing her shoulder. "We promised we would come to one another didn't we?"

"Yeah."

"Then never apologize,"

James couldn't help but move forward placing a small kiss on his cheek. "You really are something else aren't you?"

He blushed giving her a goofy smile, "I am what I is,"

James let out a snort shaking her head fondly, "And I is grateful for what you be."

He beamed at her a spark twinkling in his big brown eyes. She couldn't help it as she pulled him into a hug. She wished there were words to express how much he meant to her. How important he's become to her.

James was never really great at expressing her feeling's though so instead she squeezed him a little bit tighter. Held him for a little bit longer. Hoping that would showcase how she felt.

"Thank you."

"Always."

She didn't know how everything was going to play out. Didn't know what she was feeling. Scared...nervous. She had used John Oliver's phone the previous night to text Owen-when the other boy got his number she wasn't sure but she was grateful he had it well she was still out of a phone.

She...hadn't really known what to say.

Axel and the other's words gave her hope that the other's still might want her in their life but the underlying fear that they would turn her away was killing her.

She would see them today though.

She would.

Even if they hated her. Even if they thought she was disgusting and wanted nothing to do with her. If they wanted to scream at her push her away. She would take it all.

She would see them.

No matter the consequences.

Because they deserved some answers even if she couldn't give them all.

John Oliver said she could stay with him as long as she wanted but...she didn't think she'd stop feeling this ache in her heart until she at least got to speak with the others.

"Hey, James?" John Oliver questioned.

She turned glancing at him.

"I-you kept mentioning a him," He whispered lowly, "I don't want to make you uncomfortable or pressure you into talking to me. But...you kept saying you couldn't get him out of your head I-"