My birthday cop is my teacher?

Seventeen :)

Here is the chapter!!

I know i promised to upload earlier but life has been busy :3 Plus there is a guy i like so ive been getting closer to him ;D

Im starting the next chapter right now and i will focre myself to upload quicker... The next one should be longer because of everything thats mentioned in the end...

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"Jasper, I forgot to ask you last night, do you want to go out tonight for Bonfire night?" I glanced from my shoes to Aaron who was stood in nothing but a towel. Damn... He has nice abs! "Jazz... My eyes are up here." He laughed making me blush. Ah damn him.

"Shut up. You would stare at me if I was in nothing but a towel! And to answer your question yes, that would be fun. But only if ma girls can come?" I smiled up at him. He sighed then laughed lightly.

"Sure, but you have to save me a dance." With that he winked and walked back into the bathroom. Man, my man is hot. Damn I love to say that: My man.

How was I going to be able to go to school today? And I had double English. I could always skip. But then people would wonder... I never skip lessons because I like to get as much teaching as possible. I was better at maths then I was at reading and writing, which is why I hate texting people, it takes me ages to read them and then ages to reply. (A/N I know I didn't really make that clear in the past)

Standing up I checked that my outfit was okay: White short sleeve button up shirt, black fashion tie, back skinnies and some black high heels. I glanced at my arms noticing the bruises and grabbed my black cardigan.

How today was going to go without fault I did not know, nor did I know how I would put up my happy façade around everyone. I don't know why I was so happy last night. It's not normal to be so bubbly after something like that. I have a tendency to do that, forget bad things that I don't like. Like when I found out Aaron was my teacher, I just kind of forgot everything.

Damn I probably am crazy. Maybe I should get some counselling? No, why would I want to talk to someone I don't know about problems that don't involve them? I have a hard enough time opening up to my friends, and I’ve known them for years. But then again it’s said it’s easier to talk to a stranger then someone that knows you…

Shaking my head I sigh and walked down stairs, grabbing my phone as I went. Once I reached the kitchen I looked at the mess we had made the night before. The pizza box and the things we used to make cupcakes last night covered the counters.

Scowling I started eating a cake as I emptied and loaded the dish washer.

"Jasper, do you know where you sister is?" Jumping at the unknown voice I spun and looked at Mark. I had forgotten him and my sister were even here to be honest. Shows how much I care about my sister. Or more for how much she cares about me.

"Oh, Mark I had forgot you guys were even here..." His eyes showed worry and fear making me realise that something really wasn't right. "Mark, what's happened?" Like I really needed to worry about her as well, I had my own problems to worry about. But she was my twin sister. I couldn't just sit still and let something bad happen to her.