Chapter Fifteen
Jack Maynard
I sit on the couch across from Katie, Deja and Michael. Watching them plaster a smile on their faces.
"Nice to see you Jack," Deja lies.
"Nice to see you too."
Caspar starts laughing, I'm guessing Conor told him everything that happened between us.
"So, what do you guys want to do?" Conor asks.
"I don't know, hang out I guess," Michael says, trying to act cool but I fucking hate the guy.
"I'm Jack," I laugh, "And I'm twenty one years old."
"Wow, you're pretty young."
"How old are you?" I ask Michael.
"Twenty eight."
Holly fuck. Deja's like twenty or something. He's old!
"Wow."
I notice Deja give me a dirty look. And I did the same back.
An awkward silence occurred. Everyone stared at each other dumbfounded, not know what to say.
I pulled out my phone, being a little rude but not caring.
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Deja Wilson
This is the most awkward thing I've ever witnessed. I'm just waiting for someone to bring up mine and Jack's sex experience.
I felt my phone vibrate, and noticed Jack look up at me the same time.
He texted me. That son of a bitch.
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Text me. | Jack Maynard ✔️ *EDITING*
FanficCOMPLETED- Following with a sequel -- Cover by: Me Text me // Jack Maynard & Lucy Hale -- Jack: Hi. Deja: Is this Jack? Jack: I don't know, is it? Deja: :) Very funny Jack Jack: Pshh, I know -- Jack Maynard and his brother Connor Maynard go to a par...
