No Idea

No Idea- Chapter 6

A/N: Hello! First author note I know..well I just wanted to tell you readers about the reasoning behind Chapter 5..I hope you don't call poor Alex a cry baby and such, well he isn't :3..I wanted him to have someone comfort him and his confussed little mind. And I thought, "Who would do that better than his own mother?" I mean seriously mom's have like a super power that helps teenagers that go through those things hahah and no he is NOT a momma's boy. Well lets go to the sh-bang, Jalex. There will be new stuff happening and such but it will be slow to warn you. I loved writing Chapter 4 and Chapter 5 which had teases in them ;) hahaha well hope this help sorta :/..BYE! :D

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Jack's P.O.V

During dinner which is quite nice other than eating microwave food at my house. Every once in a while Mr and Mrs. Gaskarrh would glance over to where I was seated with a glint of sadness in their eyes which made me feel a little uncomfortable but I shook it away. I learned that Mrs. Gaskarth is a stay at home mom and Mr. Gaskarth works for a buisness in downtown Baltimore. But what surprised me is that their just an ordinary family, where I thought they'd be stuck up and such. But no. I mentally slapped myself for what I thought of the Gaskarth family.

"So, Jack you in any sports at school?" Mr. Gaskarth asks me taking a bite of food from his plate looking straight at me. I just shrug and shake my head, "No, I'm not really the type that plays sports I guess." I reply looking down at my empty plate. I look at Alex through the corner of my eye and notice he's aimlessly playing with his hands. I hear Mrs. Gaskarth clear her throat and I snap my eyes up. "Would you two boys put yourselves into to use and clear the table and wash the dishes?" She says cocking an eyebrow at me. I nod and start gathering the now dirty dishes off the table while Alex is still seated in his spot. I roll my eyes and balance the plates between my side and my arm and flick him in the head rather harder than I meant for it to be.

"Ow! Hey what was that for??" He says glaring up at me while I have a goofy grin showing. "Well for one," I start holding up a finger for the effect, "You were spacing out like a crazy person." I add which made Alex glare at me harder. "And for two," I hold up another finger and chuckle when Alex rolls his eyes. "Your mom told us to wash the dishes, so get your lazy bum up and you wash while I dry." I say heading into the kitchen setting the dishes in the sink and turn the water on. Alex trudges into the kitchen and stick a finger under the stream of water. He hisses and snaps his finger back waving it in the air.

"Damn that's hot!!" He yells whimpering trying to cool the burning on his finger. I can't help but laugh, he is so cute. I let my laughter die and take Alex's wrist and turning the faucet to cold and stick his finger under the cold stream. "There..better?" I ask as he pulls his wrist from my grip. He shakes his head and puts on a pouty face. "It still hurts a little bit..kiss it better? Because you caused this to happen." He says sticking his finger out, I chuckle at this. "You are such a baby.." I say taking his finger and kissing the pad if it. He pulls his finger away and starts the dishes. "Well I wouldn't be a baby if you didn't make the water so fuckin' hot." He scowls handing me a bowl to dry. I just roll my eyes and put the bowl where it goes as Alex starts on the silverwear.

I back up a little bit and land my eyes on hit butt. I look at my half wet towel back to his butt. With a devilish grin upon my face and twist the towel around and around till it looks like a whip. I fling the towl forwards and it hits Alex with a loud 'snap'. He lets out a pained yell and his hands go to the spot I whiped him and jumps up and down. "You asshole! That hurt like hell!" He says well whines. He inches torwards me and I fling the towel onto his head and starts to sprint to the stairs. "JACK! Come back here!" I hear him yell as I make it to the stairs and take them two at a time. I hear him coming up the stairs, when he appears at the top I'm already at the end of the hallway at his door. He starts coming down the hall and I open and close the door. My eyes land on his closet and dash to it, hop in it and shut it looking through the crack between the closet doors.