The Artist

Chapter 8 Am I Okay With This?

Jordan's POV
"I-I," I said.
"Jj, please answer already,"
"I love you too Lucas," I said.
He looked at me with a huge grin.
I looked at him.
"Lucas, never let me push you away," I whispered.
"Never," He whispered back.
I looked away from his eyes.
"Can I get the keys now?" I asked him.
"The door was unlocked the whole time," he with a smirk.
"Jerk," I huffed under my breath.
"I know," he said with a smirk.
He opened the door at let me in first. I walked in and threw my bag on the couch.
"How was school," he asked.
"Okay,"
"Hey uh, would you be okay if I joined your school?" He asked me. "I mean, I am bored all day and I don't wanna be home schooled anymore,"
I looked at him.
"Sure," I said.
Well things are gonna be interesting...
"Thank you!" He said with a smile.

1 Year later...Monday..
Jordan 16, 11th grade.
Lucas 17 11th grade.

I woke on Lucas chest. It has been a year since we have been together.
I look over to the clock..6:45. Crap.
I wiggled out of Lucas arms.
I went to my bathroom. Oh did I mention we got a new house.
3 rooms 3 baths. The third room was suppose to be for Lucas but. He sleeps with me in my room and that room is just used for storage. Lucas's grandfather helped to pay the rent since he's living here.
I started to walk to the bathroom so I could take a shower. Washed my hair with my apple scented shampoo, and conditioner. Oh and my apple scent body wash, and lotion. I love the smell of Apple.
I got of the shower and looked in the mirror. I curled my eyelashes and put some mascara. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror. I went and towel dried my hair.
"Jordan honey, are you still in the bathroom?" Lucas called out.
"Uh yes, and when did you start to call me Honey?" I asked.
"Just now." He replied.
"Okay?" I really don't like honey. Just no.. It seems like I am like 38 or something..
I took the blow dryer and dry my hair. Once I was done I brushed my hair and went out of the bathroom.
I walked over to my closet to get my clothes.
I have nothing to wear.
   Looking more. I found a black sweater that said "Monday" and I got my black leggings. I went back to the bathroom to get changed.. Lucas beat me to the bathroom. I just changed in my room.
"Lucas did you already eat?" I asked him.
"Nah, not hungry," he replied.
"Okay,"
   I made my bed and went to the kitchen. I saw five people in the kitchen. Two of them where my grandma and grandpa, the other three were a man, woman, and what looks like there child. They didn't see my so I walked back quietly.
   Lucas finally got out of the shower, I opened my bedroom door. He was naked.
"Lucas, the hell! Put some clothes on!!" I said.
"Oh. Sorry.. Not my fault you walked in while I was changing,"
I rolled my eyes.
"Lucas, there are two people in the kitchen, we have company." I told him.
He nodded.
"At least look nice," I told him.
"Hey look at you at least I don't look I was found on the street," he snapped at me.
I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever,"
I walked back to the kitchen.
"Oh hi Jordan," my grandpa said.
Soon I became the center of attention. Great! Note the Sarcasm..
"Good morning?" I said questioning him.
He looked at he knew what I was thinking. Who are these people.
Oh grandpas.
"Good morning dear," my grandmother said.
"Good morning," i said.
"Are you hungry?" She asked me.
"No..." I told her.
"Oh. Uh. Jordan. I need to talk to you," he said sharply.
The man and the woman looking at me looked like they where in there 30's or late 20's still young. The woman look beautiful. She had blonde hair and light blue eyes. The man on the other hand was good looking. He was built. He had brown hair and dark brown eyes. Then behind the man was a little girl. She had blonde hair and brown eyes. Looked like her mother.
My grandpa walked us outside....

Lucas's POV

I walked into the kitchen. I saw a man, little girl, and a woman. I got an awful feeling in my stomach. They looked like Jordan's parents.
"Lucas?" Said the lady.
"Uh yeah?" I answered.
Tears began to run down her face.
"Oh my! You are so grown up!" She said while running over to hug me.
Okay I have a SUPER BAD feeling about this. They can't take Jordan away from me! I won't let them! She's my princess! I promised her I wouldn't let her go! I don't wanna lose her again!!!!
"Sorry I don't know what came over me. I am Jordan's mother. Do you remember me?" She asked sweetly.
My eyes widen. I signed. "I was hopping you wouldn't say that, I remember you, sadly," I said.
"Why so?" She asked.
"How is Jordan gonna react to this? You guys left her! Making my parents making me leave her! You know what you have done to her? You know how many kids were scared of her? And now you show up, wanting her her back and saying that your ready to take care of her. Plus you guys have a child! You think she's gonna forget everything that you guys did to her!" I told her.
The man got up. "Lucas, I know your angry. Just calm down," he said to me.
"Calm down? She's my everything! Jordan is my love! I love her! And forever will! You can't take her away from me! I will not let that happened!" I Yelled.
"Mommy, why is he yelling?" The little girl asked her.
"Lucas, I'll make you a deal. If Jordan wants to come with us. Y-You can come too," he said.
"Mark!" The her mother snapped.
I sighed. "Deal," I huffed.