Jack Jack, Jack Jack Jack Jack Grealish..

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"Do you remember?
Before the Euros..
There was a footballer..
That nobody knows
But now it's the world cup
and he's scored his goal.
His name is Jack Jack.
Jack Jack Jack Jack Grealish.
His name is Jack Jack.
Jack Jack Jack Jack Grealish."

Those were the last words i heard before i drifted off to sleep, in Breachy's bed.

~☆♡☆~

I woke up at sunrise. I checked the time and it was around 6 am, which wasn't unusual.
I hopped out of breachy's bed and walked into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, and my long, wavy, blonde hair.
I walked out of the bathroom and walked into the living room.
I spotted Paul watching tv on his luxurious sofa. I managed to creep out of his house and head to school.



A/N
so sorry for the short chapter, i have no motivation at all and no ideas for any future chapters.
You can leave suggestions on the next part of this book, and I'll add them into a chapter.
tysm for 86 reads 😭🫶

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