Human

FIVE

Chapter dedicated to xxheadlightsxx  who's hoping I'll update ❥❥❥
xoxo

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After purchasing the tickets for Blaze's show, Aly ran to me and jumped up and down, waving them in my face.

"Look! The design is so awesome!" She yelped in delight. The ticket was entirely black with the details of the concert printed in neon purple. A dashing face-Blaze-had his tongue stuck out and was sort of licking an invisible mirror. He was printed in light grey.

"What a fine array of colours." I said, sarcasm licking from my tongue. But I gotta admit it did look good. I just wanted to play around with Aly.

She gave the perfect pout that she had perfected over the many years of high school. I could still remember her looking up on Google on "How to pout attractively". She analysed all of the females she thought looked good and imitated them in front of the dresser for a few entire days. She was obsessed with Candice Swanepoel's pout.

I burst out laughing. "Aw. Aly. Yeah. I'm convinced. The tickets look good. And thank you for helping me pay." I bowed. "The Art Club should really learn from the company."

"Yay thanks!" She said dreamily. "So?" She batted her eyelashes. "Are you crushing on Blaze already?"

"Um no." I was still holding onto my injured arm.

"Oh yeah. I just forgotten that you stepped into a certain... Boy's room yesterday." I could feel the inner blush creeping out which made me want to protest more, however when I opened my mouth, she continued, "I'll take that excuse for you not loving Blaze. Because he's the best!"

My mouth was still open but I've got nothing to defend myself with and I dropped the idea of talking back. And because I didn't want to comment on me and Jayden. Me myself had no idea about what was exactly happening between us.

Just as we were indirectly speaking about Jayden, I could see the gang of three muscular male sprinting towards us from the side of my eye. Such a coincidence.

Jackson exclaimed, "So girl you were having a catfight huh?" Jackson was of the same height as Jayden. They were both five-foot-nine. His skin was olive-toned with curly hair of the deepest brown. He was of medium built.

I turned my torso to face them. I stood up slowly. Well, my arm was still hurting. I guessed I need some first aid.

Looking back at me were those cool eyes again. He wasn't scared or embarrassed of anything. Jayden walked towards me and circled my waist using his arms. Beside me, Aly gasped.

That was followed by another when James slung his arm around Aly's shoulder. I began to giggle.

"Stop that." She responded instantaneously. "By the way, why are you guys here?"

"Someone is here to see someone." Jackson smirked, looking from Jayden to me. He wiggled his eyebrows. "Listen. We're not stupid. We heard about the fight. But who cares anyway? I don't care about those girls. It's only their job to cheer for us... What do you guys think?" He asked James and Jayden.

"Erm you make it sound so serious." James paused. "I don't care. Yeah."

Jayden wasn't listening and held my arm up. He was examining it. He took Biology and I didn't. His parents were also doctors. "Do you learn about wounds in Bio?" I asked him.

"Nah. Biology's unlike Medicine. There's a huge difference." He grinned, his dimples showing. My stomach melted but I refused to admit it. "But I'm gonna do Medicine in college. And I've got background knowledge on wounds. My mom taught me." He looked like he was reminiscing in old fond memories. Nice.