Neighbors {j.g.}

chapter 3

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I put the weird shaped bag in the microwave and and push the popcorn setting because who actually knows how long to put popcorn in the microwave for? Not me, that's for sure.

I lean on the counter as the time ticks away the the bag spins on the dish. Jack seamed so weird after I said I was 17. Dose he think I'm to young for him? Hell, why am I jumping to conclusions like this? It's not high school, he's probably only hanging out with me or whatever because he know I'm new to the area. But would "just being nice because I'm new to the area and don't know anyone" be sitting in his room watching netflix and eating popcorn? I don't  know. I'm glad he helped me tho because knowing my self I'd end up going crazy or something in my apartment by my self. 

I realize I'm going to need a bowl to put the popcorn in,so I go back to the room. I see Jack laying on his stomach doing something on his laptop with his legs crossed in the air.

"Jack!" I whisper yell.

"What?!" he whisper yells back 

"Where are the bowls?!" 

"In one of the cupboards!"

"Real fucking specific Jack!" 

He just laughs and I do too. 

"Fine I'll just have to find them my self." I say walking out of the room. 

I hear the buzzer on the microwave go off so i take the bag out and toss it on the counter. I open one of the cabinets and a loud clutter of pots pans and oh bowls come tumbling out.

"Um Jack?" I say.

"Yeah?" he says walking out of the room.  

"A little help?" I say laughing as he walks over.

"Ohh that's what that noise was." he says joining me in the laughter.

"Yeah, sorry."

"It's fine, it probably fell because Sammy did the same thing this morning and probably put it back like that."

"Sammy?" 

"One of my two roommates."

"Oh okay." 

We both start putting the pots pans etc back except one bowl for the popcorn.

"So did you find a movie?" I ask as we walk back into Jack's room.

"A move? I have a whole line up."

"Okay so movie marathon it is, how many movies?"

"Six."

"Well lets do this." I say flopping down on his bed. 

Jack plugs his computer into the tv in his room. He ques up some movie then comes and sits next to me.

"What's up first?" 

"You did say you like horror right?" he asks 

"More like love."

"Okay we're watching saw first."

"Saw?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Nothing, I've just never seen it."

"Well this should be fun."

"Okay."

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That was a lot of blood in one movie, how did they make like five or whatever of those? Anyway I may or may not have been kinda hiding in Jack's chest... for a vast majority of the movie. What? It was really gory. To be fare Jack covered his face a few times. Its a lot of blood in like two or so hours.