JACK JOHNSON

ONE: new school

OCTOBER 4, 2014

Kylie's POV:

  "You made it, Jack!" I said hugging my now vine famous, twin brother, Jack Gilinsky. "Kylieee, we need to talk," Jack said sitting down on the counter banging his head on one of the cupboards that gave me a giggle. "What's up?" I said. "So, you know how we moved out to California because of dad and now that dad has passed away and mom ran away, we should go back to Nebraska," Jack said.

  "Nebraska, Omaha?" I said with a slight crack and hurt in my voice. "Yes, home." Jack said. "Katrina and Sascha," I said. Memories flooded, they were my bestfriends, we have each other's cell phone numbers but we never seem to bother anymore. "Your gonna see them," Jack said with eyes full with hope.

  "Are you excited?" Jack said. "Yes, I am, are you?" I said. "I'm gonna meet the other Jack!" Jack G said. "Oh right," I said. Jack Johnson, he had a crush on me once, he told me but never told Jack Gilinsky. He moved from Cali to Omaha due to family problems. "Pack now because we're leaving tomorrow," Jack said. 

  I nodded and ran to my room, I wished that I would have told my friends here in Cali but I don't really have friends, I'm that nerdy, geeky girl who doesn't get attention from anyone. 100% they wouldn't even know I existed. I litteraly threw my clothes in my suitcases. 

OCTOBER 5, 2014

  "Kylieee, wake up," I heard Jack's voice. "MJDNA," I said with the pillow covering my face. "We have to go," Jack said. "Oh," I said sitting up. Jack left so I could change. I was so exicted to finally see Katrina and Sascha. They are the best. I went to the shower and showered for like 10 minutes. We were leaving in an hour so I had time, I left the shower and did my hair. After minutes of drying my hair, I put on a pair of black leggings, my black TRXYE sweatshirt and black uggs.

  I didn't wear any makeup and just rolled down my suitcase downstairs to see Jack and some of his friends talking. "Kylie, want anything?" Jack said. "Yeah, a banana would be great," I said as Jack went away to the kitchen which was pretty far away from the living room. "You're such a slut," one of Jack's friends said. I think his name is Taylor, Taylor Caniff.

  "Shut the fuck up," I said. He stood up and went to my direction. "Don't say that babygirl," Taylor said. "Ew, look at yourself, slut," Taylor said. "Oh please, I'm wearing more clothes than you ever will," I said looking at his khaki trousers, white tanktop and his purple bandana before Jack comes with a banana. "Taylor and you should be good friends," Jack said handing me a banana, I peeled it and scoffed, "Yeah, good friends," with great sarcasm.

  "Kylie, we got to go," Jack said. I nodded and went to the airport. We arrived at the airport in a couple of minutes. I left a tweet, @kyliegilinsky: yooo, I'm gg to Omaha !! @saschaxx @katdallasx I closed my phone as the flight attendent said Plane 422 to Omaha, Jack and I went thru security and all that shit. "Oo Oo!! Window seat!!" I said. We got to our seats, I blasted out some AM songs and dozed off.

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- katrina