Chapter 34

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I stare at my books which are on the ground from when I bumped into Chelsea. "Chelsea leave Jack out of this." I say through my teeth. She smirks a little when I look up at her. "Why should I?" She asks now in a sassy pose. "Please just leave him out of it."I say and I look down the hall to see Jack leaning against the wall talking to Marky Mark, his back facing us. "Let's just say I won't promise you anything." She says making me nod a little relived. "Now be a good little girl and get me something from Starbucks." She says the she waves me off. Lucky for me Starbucks is only a five minute walk. After I get her the pumpkin spice latte I walk over to her locker where she was waiting for me. "Here." I say giving it to her and she smiles before taking it. She looks at it after taking a sip and throws it at me. "Never mind it's to cold." She says lying. She clearly just wanted to do that to me because it was freaked hot and scream in pain. She laughs as I run to my locker so I can get my extra outfit that I always keep just incase something happens. Jack walks over as I stand and his eyes widen. "What happened?" He asks looking at my shirt and skirt. "Chelsea is what happened." Is all I say before I rush to the restroom to clean up and change.

When I walk out and over to Jack he gives me a weird look. "What?" I ask. "Why do you smell like pumpkin bread?" He asks sniffing the air then my hair. "Chelsea threw her pumpkin spice latte at me." I say and I see anger flash through Jack's eyes. I put my hand on his chest and he looks at me. "Please don't do anything it's fine." I lie and he nods and relaxes. I nod my head and we walk to our fist class.

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I let out a sigh of relief when I walk out of the cheer room and into Jack's arms. As we walk to our lockers I hear Chelsea and her group walking behind us, Jack picks up his pace also helping me pick it up also. Once we reach other lockers I get my things quickly and I wait for him to get his things and we walk out to his car and we drive home.

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