Monday April 17
4:52pm
SCHOOL"If we were to end up together do you think Zach would mind?" Jackson asked me.
"I don't think he would mind," I told him honestly. "But if he does then Zach can go fuck himself with a cactus. Cameron can fuck himself with a cactus, too. They can all go fuck themselves with a cactus."
"Calm down," he chuckled, "no need to go all Oprah on me."
"Sorry. I got a bit too excited," I grinned at him.
"No worries," he smiled back then sighed. "So what do we do now?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean things are still really awkward—"
"No they're not," I told him, "stop saying that."
"I just don't know where we go from here," he admitted.
"Well," I said, "it starts with the small things, which will eventually lead to something big."
"What small things?" Jackson asked.
"These small things," I smiled and cupped his cheeks in my hands. I reached up on my tip-toes to kiss his lips.
I smiled into our kiss as he kissed me back, much stronger than I expected.
"Whoa," he breathed against my lips, "that wasn't small, that was huge."
"Well at least we're getting somewhere," I smiled up at him.
"But that was not small, and now I'll want to kiss you all the time," he eyed my lips hungrily.
"I never said you couldn't," I said with a smug smile.
"So I can?" He raised his brows.
"I never said that either," I poked his nose and he rolled his eyes.
"You're so frustrating, woman," he teased and kissed my cheek.
I smiled. "I try."
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