Jerry's Cousin // Jack Brewer X OC

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||TWO DATES AND A FUNERAL||

|CAMI

"Ugh. Cami," I heard Erica scoff.

"Erica," I scoffed back. "What're you doing here?"

"My brother, Jayden, is enrolling here for the week. The Black Dragon's dojo is still being fumigated and he needs to stay in shape," Erica explained. "So we decided to settle for this cheap, practically nothing dojo."

"Well, this dojo taught me balance. Something you didn't have last weekend," I taunted.

"I have balance! The beam was just a little slippery," Erica defended.

"Erica. You got 7th place, I got 1st. And I went after you. So, you can't tell me there's something wrong with the beam when there's obviously something wrong with the gymnast," I insulted her in a sweet voice.

"Ugh. Jayden, I'm leaving!" Erica yelled before literally stomping out of the dojo.

"What's wrong with her?" Jack asked, emerging from the locker rooms.

"She's still a little bitter about losing in last weekend's gymnastics competition," I shrugged, opening my locker. "Hey, what do you wanna do tomorrow? We could go to the movies or something." I shut my locker to see a boy version of Erica standing there. "I'm guessing your Jayden. Um I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to....my cousin, on the phone. Yeah. K. See ya."

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Me and Kim were getting ready for the date auction to help raise money for the band. As we were finishing up, Jerry walked into my room. "What're you guys getting all dressed up for?" he asked.

"It's for the date auction Milton's holding so he can raise money for the marching band program," Kim answered, applying some more lipgloss.

"A date auction? And Cami's doing it?" Jerry asked. "No. She's not going."

"Jerry! You are not my dad!" I exclaimed, abandoning the blush I was using. "I'm going!"

"No you're not," Jerry glared.

"I'm just gonna," Kim trailed off, walking out of the room.

"You scared Kim away! Ugh! Why can't I do the date auction? Better yet, why can't I date? Because you pummel any guy, other then the gang, who talks to me!" I exclaimed.

"I don't want you getting hurt," he shrugged.

"Tengo 14 anõs! Me puedo encargar yo mismo! No puedes golpear a ningún tipo que se interese por me porque 'me hará daño!' Soy más maduro y responsable que tú! Dame una rázon válida en cuanto a por que-" (Translation: I'm14! I can handle myself! You can't pummel any guy who takes an interest on me because 'he'll hurt me!' I am more mature and responsible than you! Just give me one valid reason as to why-)

"-Tengo miedo, vale?!" Jerry cut me off. (Translation: I'm scared, ok?!)

"What?" I asked.

"I'm scared," he repeated in English.

"Of what?"

"I'm scared you're gonna run off with a guy and leave me behind," he answered. "Over the past 2 years you've been back, you've become like a little sister to me. I don't want you running away with some random dude, forget about me, then come back home heartbroken. Take Kim, for example. She traveled around the world with Carlos and came back to Seaford heartbroken. I don't want that for you."