The Perfect Human

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Chapter 12

Your Pov:

After being scrunched up against Jack for about 5 seconds, I felt my feet hit the ground. Jack awkwardly let go of me, as I stepped back. We were in the local park. Hardly any kids were out since they were in something called 'School', but it looks more like a prison to me.

"Oh uhm, sorry..." Jack says scratching the back of his head.

"It's fine, I actually didn't feel sick this time! Thanks Jack." I exclaim bearing my pearly whites. "Well, I should get to work." I say, grabbing a purple arrow, and tying a sheet of paper to it.

"What are you doing?" Jack says with a perplexed look.

"I'm tying the lyrics to the arrow, so when I send it to a person they'll process the lyrics one by one. Just like we did." I explain.

"Got it." he replies with a nod.

"The children are still in prison, so do you maybe wanna help me find someone to give this song to?" I ask.

"Prison?" he asks, confused.

"Oh yeah, that's what I call 'school'. I mean it does look like a prison. Anyways, are you going to help me?" I say, as Jack laughed madly.

"Yeah, sure. And it does look like a prison." he agrees as I start to giggle.

"We better get going then!" I exclaim floating up, loading my bow with the arrow.

~ • ~ • ~

Its been a good 2 hours, and we still haven't found anyone. I sighed, on the verge of giving up, when a man with ginger hair passed under me. I smacked Jack on the arm, hard.

"Ow, what the heck (Y/N)?!?!" he exclaimed.

"Him. He's the perfect guy to give the song to. Look!" I said pointing to the ginger.

He agreed with a simple nod of his head, sending his snowy white hair to fall in front of his light blue eyes. I blushed slightly, but quickly turned away, and pulled the string back on my bow, lining the man's torso with the arrow head, and let go. Just as the arrow hit him, a person who appears to be his friend runs toward him.

"Hey Ed! It's you really need to get back to the building, George needs you." he says panting.

"Got it. Tom, I just got a brilliant idea for a song. Maybe we can work on it after a few words with George." Ed says, a British accent coursing each word.

Tom nods and they walk back to the building he was talking about.

"WOOOOO! I DID IT! WHOOP! WHOOP!" I cheer, doing a small dance in the air.

"You did it!" Jack exclaims giving me a high five. "We should get back to the prison grounds, they almost get out of prison!" Jack chuckles, using my description of 'school'.

I giggle along as we flew to school grounds. Jack commanded the wind to take him around, as he spread snowflakes everywhere. I sat on a tree branch observing Jack as he made it snow lightly. Soon, a bell rang, and the smooth freshly fallen snow Jack created was attacked by small children. They spotted Jack almost immediately, grabbing snowballs and pelting him with them, him throwing snowballs back.

I couldn't help but laugh at the children having snowball fights, some making snowmen, some forts, and playing with Jack. It must be nice. Being believed in.

"(Y/N)?" a masculine voice says, interrupting my train of thought.

I turned around from my position and saw, him.

A/N:

So I updated. Obvi. But who do you think 'He' is? Comment who you think it is.

-Domo Horan xx

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