Boss (j.g)

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*the next day*
JACK

Today is Saturday which means no work!!! Woop woop!

I'm going to a party with my friend Jack Johnson, i just call him Johnson though, and It's gonna be lit! I'm probably going to end up super drunk but ya know... #noragrets

You might be thinking that I own a company, I'm rich, I live like some 50 year old millionaire man, i should be more responsible, right? Well to that I say fück it.

You only live once right? And besides I'm only 22 I'm still practically a teenager. So yes I go to parties, yes I get super drunk, no I don't care.

CAMRYN

tonight my friend Layla is dragging me to some party.

I hate parties honestly. I'd rather be at home watching netflix, or even at work. That's how much I hate parties.

I wonder if Jack will be there? Probably. He seems like a party kinda guy under all that business crap.

I'm kind of torn with the whole Jack thing. I really do like him, it's just... I hate him. I don't know it's just that like 3 days ago he was treating me like crap and I hated his guts, but now he treats well, and he likes me, and I wanna fùcking kiss him everytime I see him. I don't know if I can trust the fact that he actually likes me, or that I really like him, for that matter.

Tonight I'm planning to try and  just let loose and have a good time. I am going to try to enjoy this party and forget about Jack.

Layla is making me wear this really tight black dress and It's really uncomfortable but she says it's what every girl wears to parties like this, so i'm just going along with it.

We pull up to the party and I immediately smell the strong oder of alcohol and weed. Oh great. Whatever i'm still going to enjoy this party, that is my mission.

"Go ahead Layla, get drunk, have fun, i'll drive you home whenever you want because i'm not drinking. Now go, be a social butterfly." I shoo her off.

She laughs and walks over to the bar to get a drink, the first of many I assume.

I start wandering around and end up bumping into someone.

"Sorry man." They say. I look up and see Jack.

"Oh... Hey Jack." I say awkwardly. So much for forgetting about Jack tonight...

"Hey Cam." He says.

"Drunk yet?" I joke.

"Almost." He laughs.

"You should stay sober and hang out with me." I suggest.

"Well I really don't want to stay sober, buuuut, I do really want to hang out with you... So sure, i'll try and stay sober." He laughs.

"Alrighty, what do you wanna do?" I ask.

"Ooh! Let's go make fun of couples dancing!" He suggests and starts running off.

"Such a child" i laugh but follow him to the dance floor anyway.

We sat there for like an hour being complete ãssholes basically judging every couple dancing but it was fun none the less.

I've made up my mind...

I don't hate Jack Gilinsky
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Damn Cam finally