Chapter 6

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Hazel and the goth's talked about her problem.

"Is he hot?" Nicole asked in a slutty voice.
All of the goth's glared at her. "Out of all the things going on, you want to know if he's hot?" Terry asked with annoyance.
Nicole sat there for a minute before nodding her head.
"Guys it's no big deal, it's just a crush-" "Yeah it is Hazel! Don't you get it?!" Bruce shouted. Roselyn hid behind Terry because of fear. The goth's never seen Bruce this angry. Never.

"Emos are horrible. I want you to stay away from them. Please," says Bruce.
"You aren't my mother, Bruce," Hazel said with a nasty glare.
"I told this before Hazel, remember?" Travis adds in.

Hazel does remember what Travis said to him a couple days ago.

Hazel then smirked and said "yeah and I didn't care. Your wrong, all of you."

They were all shocked of what Hazel had said. What happened to this girl? What's going on?

Bruce suddenly lost it. "I'LL KILL THE SON OF A BITCH!!!!" He yells. He began running towards the school.

"Holy shit he really is!!" Nicole screamed and began running after him.
"BRUCE!! STOP!!" Hazel yelled for him.

Hazel suddenly remembered where Jackson lives.

While the other goth's ran after Bruce, Hazel sprinted over to Jackson's house.
Once she arrived there, she began banging on the door.

After about three knocks, the door swings open. It was an older lady with red-dyed hair, wrinkles that covered her pale skin and dark, depressing eyes. She had a cigarette in her left hand between her middle and index finger. She glared down at Hazel.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" She asked sharper than a knife. Her voice sounded raspy and deep for a lady.

"I'm here for Jackson," Hazel managed to say.
The lady raised her eyebrow and turned her head to the left.

"JACKSON!! THERES THIS GIRL HERE WHO WANTS TO SEE YOU!!!" She screamed. Hazel almost covered her ears it was that loud.

"Coming," Jackson replied as Hazel could hear loud foot steps.

Suddenly, the door revealed a boy with messy dark hair and pink puffy eyes.
Jackson had been crying.

"Oh, hi Hazel, what brings you here?"
"I need to talk to you," Hazel said, "Now."

Jackson smiled and opened the door wider for Hazel to come in. She entered in shyly and looked around for the strange woman.

Jackson noticed her behavior. "That's my mom. Don't mind her, if you don't talk to her, she won't talk to you. You don't want her to."
Hazel nodded and followed Jackson to his bedroom.

His room was maroon with band posters on the wall. Bands such as "AC/DC", "Slipknot", "W.A.S.P and "Metallica."

"Hey I didn't know you liked "W.A.S.P", that's my favorite band!" Hazel said amazed and staring at his poster. "Yeah. I like that band too. Makes you think, you know?" Jackson said.
"It does make you think. It makes me ponder more than think actually." Hazel said. Jackson chuckled and sat on his batman-sheeted bed.

Jackson looked up at Hazel and patted the bed next to him, signaling to sit next to him. Hazel blushed a little and happily sat down next to him. She looked over at him and an awkward nose touch happened.

"S-Sorry!! I'm sorry... You have that girl friend and I-"
"Don't worry about. No big deal." Jackson muttered.

After sitting in silence for a couple seconds, Jackson asked Hazel "so what do you need to talk to me about?"

Hazel looked at him and sighed.
"The goth's, they're angry at you and me. Mostly you." Hazel admitted.

"Woah what did I even do? Expect for the time I spied on you guys but what did I do?" Jackson said shocked.

Hazel didn't want to tell Jackson the truth. She was scared.

She gulped and looked at him in his brown eyes.

"Because I like you." She whispers. Her heart is beating faster than a hummingbird flapping its wings. Her face is written with blush.

Jackson just sat there. Speechless. Hazel was worried so she hid her face in her hands.

"I-Is that true? Do you really like me?" Jackson asked softly.

Hazel nodded her head in defeat.

Then, Jackson gently grabbed Hazel's chin so she's facing him. He had the sweetest smile on his pale face.

"It's okay. Don't worry about it..." And with that, he leaned in and kissed her pink soft lips.

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