The next day I was dreading my lessons with Jack, who knew what he'd make me do today. The only reason I gave in yesterday was because I was not walking my ass home, like no I get tired just going up my stairs.
I got dressed and went downstairs, I was about to shut the front door when I heard my mom yell, "Have fun."
"I'll try." I yelled back.
I walked over to my car, and to a smirking Jack, "What ?" I snapped at him, he laughed and put his hands up in surrender.
"Nothing baby."
"Stop, calling me baby."
"Would you prefer if I called you sweet cheeks, because you got yourself some sweet cheeks."
He said eyeing my butt, I rolled my eyes and went around my car and got into the passengers seat.
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He parked my car, in the parking lot of the beach and got out, I groaned. Now what was he doing ?
I got out and followed him down to the beach, he took his shoes off and put his feet into the water and started playing in it, I raised an eyebrow at him, "What're you doing ?"
"No the question is What are you doing just standing there ?"
I rolled my eyes and took my converse and socks off I set them down next to my bag and walked over to the water and walked along the shore, I didn't even hear Jack running up to me, I only noticed him when it was too late, he picked me up and threw me into the water.
I came up and was fuming, "I'm going to fucking kill you."
He smiled and stuck his tongue out at me, "You have to catch me first."
"You know what fuck you." I said. There was no way I was chasing his skinny ass, he was way to fast, fuck that.
I went over to his shoes and grabbed my keys and my shoes and bag and walked over to my car, I opened the truck, and almost yelled in relief, my bag I took with me to cross country practice was still in there, because one day me and some friends decided to skip practice and go to DQ.
I grabbed it and walked to the nearest restroom and changed into my spandex and oversized tie dye shirt.
I walked back to my car put my wet clothes in my trunk and got inside and turned the heat on.
I was shivering, I fucking hate him, he's such a prick.
I sat there for a minute then looked out the windshield for Jack, and did it surprise me for what I saw nope, Jack flirting with some girl and now giving her his number.
A pang of jealousy went through me, so he wants me to call him daddy yet he goes and gives another girl his number, no that's it I"m drawing the line now.
I hopped over into the driver's seat and stuck the key into the ignition, he knew how to walk, so fuck it.
I pulled my car out of the parking lot and honked at Jack his face dropped and he left the girl and grabbed his shoes and started to sprint towards me, but my car was faster and I zoomed out of the parking lot, and left him there.
That should teach him, to make me call him daddy and then go give some hoe his number, like tf.
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You go Glen coco.
Sorry it was short, but yeah, and sorry I had to put that gif, he's such a hottie.
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FanficJack agreed to give Giselle driving lessons, but Giselle soon finds out that Jack may not only want to show her how to drive but something else as well. A Jack Gilinsky Fanfiction Copyright © 2015