Alex's POV
I am sitting by the field waiting for Jackson's rugby practice to end. It's really boring waiting here. I tried watching the practice but they are only playing mock games and I have no idea what is going on in these games, so I have decided to draw. I'm working on a new piece for art class. We have to draw a scene of nature. I'm drawing a meadow with a giant tree in it, the tree will be surrounded in dying flowers and there will only be one that is alive. The whole picture will be black and white except for the living flower. I hope it turns out how I want it to.
I didn't notice the practice ended until footsteps approached me. Looking up I saw it was Jackson looking extremely hot. He was wearing dark wash jeans that fit his legs perfectly, with a white t-shirt that showed his toned abs clearly through the thin material. That was paired with a worn black leather jacket and grey high top Nikes he looked absolutly fine if you ask me. "Are you ready to go?" "Ya just give me a second to put my notebook away." "Okay" was his simple reply.
We walked silently to what I thought would be his car, turns out it's a very nice looking motorcycle. "Here is a helmet I hope you don't mind riding on my bike." "I don't" I replied alittle to quickly, but it's not my fault it has always been a dream of mine to ride on a motorcycle. With a chuckle he handed me the helmet then told me "hold onto my waist, lean with me when we turn and whatever you do don't let go of me" and with that he climbed on the bike helmetless. "Um don't you need a helmet?" "I gave it to you, I'll be fine it only takes 5 minutes to get to my house." With a short nod I put the helmet on, climbed onto the back of the bike, and held on to him for dear life when he sped off.
When we got to his house which is amazingly beautiful might I add I gave him the helmet. "How did you like the ride?" "It was so much fun I've always wanted to go on a motorcycle." "Well now you have. Lets go start studying, we'll study in my room." With that I followed him into his house. The first thing I noticed when I entered the house was the scary, black pitbull boxer mix running towards me. It had brown eyes and a white chest. When it got to me instead of attacking it started to lick my legs and that came as a shock to me. "That is Butcher he looks mean but he is a real softy." "He is so cute" and with that I bent down to pet him when I could feel eyes on my butt. "Hey Jackson don't stare it's rude." "Well then don't bend over like that."
While we were studying in Jackson's room we just talked, ate snacks, and studed of course. "Okay lets play 20 questions so we can get to know each other better." "Okay we both have to answer the questions though" I replied because that way he won't ask questions that are bad. "You ask the first question." I thought for a while until I finally came up with a question "What is your favourite band?" "Black Veil Brides and other rock bands. How about you?" "Same but I can tolerate any music really." "Favourite song?" "Lost It All by Black Veil Brides. You?" "Good Girls Bad Guys by Falling In Reverse." "Makes sense." Many more hours of studying and a lot of questions later I realized it was getting late and I have to get home. "It's getting late I have to go now." "Ok I'll give you a ride." "No it's fine I could just walk." "You can't seriously think I'm going to let you walk home by yourself in the dark." "Fine." "What no thank you?" "Thanks and you offered." "I know just bugging you."
With that Jackson drove me home in his very nice camero. When we got to my house, Jackson leaned over towards me. My heart started pounding a million miles a minute because I thought that what I've been dreaming about for years was finally about to happen. Jackson Knight was about to kiss me. I closed my eyes and waited for the kiss but then I heard the sound of the door openning.Turns out he was just leaning over to open my door for me. Feeling a little embarassed I got out of the car and thanked him then he left. As I was getting ready for bed I thought about Jackson and all the things we have in common which is a lot. That night I fell asleep thinking about Jackson and how hard it's going to be tutoring him without falling harder than I already have.
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