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jackson whittemore and amaris carter stood out on the porch, the blonde girl having a questionable look on her face, her arms crossed her chest, the girl then felt jackson brushing his hand against hers which caused her to swiftly pull away as if the touch of him disgusted her.
"what do you want, jackson?" amaris questions.
jackson smirks. "well, you know that stiles has a big time crush on you, right?"
amaris smirked right back. "jealous, much?"
jackson shrugs. "i feel sorry for him."
amaris' eyes darkened with anger, a hint of frustration on her face. "that's it? that's what you called me over for? to insult me? you seriously need to grow the hell up." amaris angrily says. "and you wonder why i won't give you a chance."
"would you? are you saying you would give me a chance?" jackson teased.
amaris forced a smile. "goodbye, jackson."
amaris turned away from jackson, him looking on at her as she walked down the stairs, her then coming face to face with matt daehler.
"amaris..." matt greeted with a blush.
"what are you doing here?" amaris curiously asked.
"here on a favor..."
amaris turns to look at jackson, her then looking over back at matt. "get yourself some better friends." amaris softly touched his shoulder, making him shyly look at her.
amaris walked away, her golden blonde hair brushing across his shoulder, her scent embracing him which made him smile.
jackson had an irritated look on his face as matt had made his self in front of him.
matt innocently looks at him. "what?"
"she's never going to go for you, you're not her type." jackson simply says, taking the camera.
"oh, and you are?" matt amusingly asks.
jackson scoffs, straightening his clothes. "i'm everyone's type."
"well, are you going to tell me what you need my camera for?" matt questions.
jackson rolls his eyes. "you're immature, you think i'd waste my time on something as ordinary as a sex tape?"
"well, what is it for?" matt questions.
jackson hesitantly answers. "...documenting history..." he sucked in a harsh breath.
"history? like you and amaris?" matt taunts.
jackson ignores his question, faking a smile at him. "i'll get you back your camera."
jackson then walked inside his house, closing the door.
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derek hale stood inside the trailer with a cocky smirk itched upon his lips, him clearly proud of his newly turned betas, the hale man's ears then perking upon the sounds of footsteps entering inside, him smirking even more.
"got me another one?" derek smugly smirks, turning to look at the latino man.
jesse's dark orbs glared at derek, a bitter look on his face as if he couldn't stand the man at the moment.
"i'm your best friend, not your slave, you cocky asshole."
derek rolls his eyes with a dramatic sigh. "you know i need another one, quiet, moves in shadows–––but strong, mentally and physically."
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