part six

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"So you and Isaac huh?" Jet asked shoving my shoulder slightly. We were sitting on the roof of my house each wrapped in a blanket, Jet's one was a mustard yellow and mine was a deep red. (Another thing we have in common blankets in out favorite colours). I giggled at her question. It seemed ridiculous really.
"There isn't anything between Isaac and I... He's one of my best friends." I smile up at the sky.
"Suuurree." Jet teases. "Like his arm over your shoulders was no big deal, and not to mention his oh so casual flirting." Jet laughs.
"Isaac is a big flirt, always has been always will be. But there's nothing between us but mutual friendship." I insist. I've had this conversation before with Izzy, Brittany and Mom but no one has been more persistent than Jet.
"So you wouldn't want something to... Spark between you too.." Jet wiggles her eyebrows and I burst out laughing, lying on the flat roof top clutching my stomach, trying to even out my breathing.
"That would be super weird..." I try and stay calm from the laughter bubbling inside me. "We've been friends for a long time, the kind of affection I have for that man baby is more along the lines of best friend to brother type of affection, he see's me that way too, like a little sister, hence the nickname 'little sister'"
"If you say so, but if I find out he asked you out on a date... You owe me twenty bucks." Jet smiles, amusement lighting her eyes. She stretches out her hand and I shake it.
"You have your self a deal... Jetty." I say seriously then five seconds later we brust out laughing.

*Damon's point of view*
I could hear Jet and Kidas talk from in my room. I did have my window open though but that was mainly because Jet wanted to use it as a door way. I had to swap rooms with Jet due to the creepy cougar next door so now I was stuck being used as a door way since my window lined up with Jet's new bff's.
I lay in my bed, my grey walls surrounding me and tried to sleep. I heard Kida laugh and snapped awake
"So much for sleeping." I mumbled to myself. I caught snips of their conversation. Something between Kida and Isaac? No. He's stuck in the brother zone. I chuckled at that, it appeared he had the hots for Kida, I mean come on who wouldn't?? She's hot as hell and she plays video games, and as I hear her laugh again I realise what a great laugh she has too.
No, no falling for her, no liking her, she's your sisters best friend!! Snap out of it. You fell for one of them before and she turned out to be a wacko.
I shock my head, clearing my thoughts and tried to fall asleep again only to be interrupted by my widow sliding open and Jet hopping through, sliding it softly behind her.
"Have fun eavesdropping?" Jet teased. She knew me all to well.
"I couldn't sleep..." That's the truth. "I was hoping you'd bore me to death." That's a lie, I don't know what the truth for that part is but I know that it's a lie. I see Jet roll her eyes in the dark and shake her head.
"Tomorrow you're gonna be interrogated about that neat bruise, I just hope you're better at lying than that. I need my taxi man." She sighed walking to my bedroom door. She had her licence she's a really good driver both legally and illegally but she likes having me drive her around and who am I to say no, I owe her big time. I really stuffed up once, not again, I will be a proper big brother to her.
"Night J." I call out as she closes my door.
"Love ya big bro." I hear her smile in her voice. She knows I beat myself up over what happened and she's always trying to tell me it wasn't my fault but I know it is, if O had known I would have never fallen for that physo, part of the reason I liked her was she was Jets friend and they got along so well, but once she had me wrapped around her finger everything changed and I promised myself no note falling for anyone, especially Jets friends, so I've had a few flings, trying to avoid falling.
I shake my head to clear my thoughts.
Screw this, let's play COD.
I jump out of bed and switch on the gaming system and start playing.

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