I'm a girl from a small town, nothing special. Long, dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes... the only thing that is special about me is my boyfriend. Jack Dail, the Jack Dail. He thinks I'm the best thing that's ever happened to him, I say it's the other way around.
Tarquin's P.O.V.
My phone is going off and I'm tempted to throw it.
T: "Hello?"
J: "hey babe, you should come over"
T: " are you for real, now at, 7 in the morning?"
J : " well its almost 8" he chuckles
T: " I'm guessing I have no choice? "
J : " nope, see u in a bit"
He hung up and I didn't even get to say anything. I force myself to get up and throw on my black shorts with a tank top that says you had me at coffee. Honestly, I don't really drink coffee, I just like coffee flavored things. I do a quick run over of makeup, very subtle like always. I slip on Sperrys and walk to Jacks house. He lives next door so it's convenient.
