high school; jfg

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I rolled over and hit something hard. I opened my eyes and Jack was laying there, facing my tv.

"Jack." I whispered.

"Hmm." He says. I giggle.

"Your parents are probably worried." I say. He sits up and stretches.

"Well, last night I walked downstairs and they were down there and they asked where I was going and I said I'm going to get ice cream and they were like okay so yeah." His morning voice is the hottest thing ever like fuck me.

"Okay." I throw the blankets off of me and crawl out. I take off my sweater[i call my hoodies sweaters]

I walk over to my dresser and pull the second drawer. I grab a plain gray t shirt and a black nike sports bra.

I walk into the bathroom and change. I walk back out and Jack is getting dressed.

"Jack, can you hand me my glasses?" He grabs them off of the nightstand and hands them to me.

"Thanks." I say while wiping them off with the bottom of my shirt. I slide them on my face and put my hair up in a messy bun.

"Aw, baby you're so cute." He says with a small smile.

"Stop, you're freaking me out." I say and he laughs. He grabs my hand and pulls me close to him. He leans down to kiss me but it was interrupted by his phone. He groans and I lay my head on his chest.

"Hello... I didn't want to go... sorry... okay, bye." That's all I heard.

"Was that your mom?" I ask and he nods.

"We have to go buy a mini fridge for my cousins who are coming over, they like beer and our fridge can't fit it all." He says while chuckling.

"Let's go then, it could be an adventure." He chuckles and grabs his jacket.

I walk to my closet and pull out my air Jordan Nikes. I grab a black sweater and close the closet.

"Are you ready?" He asks and I roll my eyes.

"No I'm not ready." I say sarcastically. He chuckles and grabs his keys and grabs my hand with the other.

We walk out of my room and down the stairs.

"I fucking hate this place." I mumble.

"Why?" Jack asks me.

"I don't know, I just hate it. I can't wait to move out." I say.

"Where are you moving to?" He asks. I shrug.

"Maybe la or New York." I say. He nods and I walk to the kitchen and open the fridge. I pull the bottom drawer out and grab a peach. I close the drawer and the fridge and grab a paper towel.

"I'm ready now." I say. I take a bite of my peach and just fall in love on the spot.

"Is it good?" Jack asks me while laughing a little.

"Mhm." I say while taking another bite. He chuckles and shakes his head and we walk out of my house.

We get in his jeep and he starts the car.

We both reach for the aux cord.

"You can have it." He says.

"Are you sure, I always have it." I say.

"Yeah, it's fine." I smile at him and plug my phone in. I scroll through my music and click on childish Gambino. I start playing sweatpants IV (i think correct me if I'm wrong idk the Roman numerals for the song)

"Yeah you got some silverware but really are you eating though? Are you eating though? Nigga are you eating though, breakfast lunch and dinner for beginners you ain't even know." Jack and I rap. I giggle and go on snap chat. I take a picture of us and put the caption as 'my boy'.

We pull up to Fred Myers and he parks close to the entrance. I unbuckle my seatbelt and get out.

I wait for Jack to get out so we can walk in and get the mini fridge. He gets out and grabs my hand and we walk in the store.

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We finally found a mini fridge after going to five stores. We basically went across town to find this damn thing and at one store we found one and it was white but they needed black to match the kitchen.

"I'm hungry." He says.

"Me too, what do you want?" I ask him. He shrugs.

"We'll I don't know what this is." I say shrugging. I'm irritated and hungry and if he can't deal with my attitude then he can drop me off.

My phone buzzes in my lap and unlock my phone. It's a message from Sam.

Sam: can you and Jack pick me up

Mahlia: no

Sam: please

Mahlia: no nigga

Sam: R U D E

Mahlia: C O O L

I ignore what he texted me after and leaned my head on the window. The car was silent and I liked it, I didn't want to be bothered with noise.

"Babe." Jack said making me roll my eyes hard. I turned and looked at him.

"Never mind." He mumbled.

"What the hell." I hate when people do that like don't say my name if you're not gonna say anything.

We continue to drive in silence, passing food on the way.

He turns down my street and I sit up. I'm glad that he's taking me home, I'm tired and I want to eat.

He pulls into my driveway and I unbuckle my seatbelt. I reach for the door and Jack grabs my hand.

"You still didn't tell me why you left jacks house yesterday." His voice was low and raspy.

"I know." I say, my hand resting on the door handle.

"Tell me then." I shook my head.

"Why not?" I shrug.

"Do you trust me?" [truss mi daddi] i nod my head.

"Then you would tell me."

"Just drop it." I mumble and tank my arm out of his grip. I open the door and step out.

"Sam needs to be picked up." I mumble before shutting the door and walking to my front door.

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This is really short it's not even 1100 words but life goes on and I hope you like this chapter.

If you didn't already know the girl in the picture at the top or side is playing mahlia