[COMPLETED]"TJ?" A voice I haven't heard in years stop me in my tracks.
Tiffany Johnson, younger sister of Jack Johnson, just graduated from a boarding school in England, moves to LA with her best friend. After going to a club, and having a drunk ho...
After we did the interviews we all decided to go hang out at the house, and by the house I mean the house I use to live in with the Jack's, Sam and Nate.
"Let's get food." I groaned as I sat with my head on Stassie's shoulder and my legs on Cameron's lap as his thumb rubbed back and fourth on my leg.
"McDonalds?" Sam suggested.
"Yes! Let's go." I said standing up and Sam laughed.
"Text me what you guys want." Sam said as we walked out of the house.
I hopped into the passenger seat of Sam's car as he drove. "So T, what's new? I feel like I haven't seen you in forever." He said as he drove down the street.
"It's been a week, Samuel." I roll my eyes. "Nothing really, just focusing on music and modeling. You?"
"Nothing much." He answered. "So, you and Cameron?" He wiggles his eyebrows.
"What about us?" I asked confused.
"You two dating or just hooking up?" He asked.
"Oh my god Sam!" I shout. "Neither, were just friends."
"Mhm." He said.
"We are, if me and him had a thing of course I would tell you, my best friend." I said.
"True." He laughed.
"Of course its true, I tell you everything just like you tell me everything. Nothing is going on between me and Cameron." I roll my eyes.
It was quiet for a minute.
"So has Gilinsky talked to you? You know said anything, about anything?" He asked.
"No? Why would he? He probably hates me because of how our conversation was last but oh well. And what would he say?"
"I don't know, T." Sam sighs. "But he doesn't hate you."
"Really?" I laughed dryly. "When I showed up early he could make actual eye contact with me yet give me a 'hi', he just glared."
"He doesn't hate you." Sam said again as he pulled into a parking spot outside of McDonalds.
"Ok sure."
"He doesn't Tiffany." Sam said looking at me. "There's more going on then you know."
"Really, what's going on then?" I cross my arms at look at him waiting for his answer.
"I can't tell you." He said.
"Your sounding like Johnson, and G." I roll my eyes.
"It's true though, plus Gilinsky should be the one to tell you." Sam said. "But I can't tell you."
"If I remember correctly Sam, you and Nate were the ones by my side when JJ wasn't because him and G were saying that stupid shit, 'I can't say' but know here you are sounding just like them both and you can't give me a reason." I said shaking my head and getting out of the car.
We ordered the food and Sam drove back, it was quiet all the way back.
"Food!" I shout as me and Sam walk threw the door.
We carry the food into the living room and everyone is standing up. Johnson and Stassie were standing between Cameron and Gilinsky. Nash and Hayes looked like they were ready to yank Gilinsky or Cameron back if one of them even blinked twice in a row.
Gilinsky's hands were clenched along with his jaw. His nose was bleeding.
Cameron's had the same position, clenched jaw and fist. But his lip was busted.
"Woah!" I said running between them next to JJ and Stass after I placed the bags of food on the floor. "What happened?" Everyone stayed quiet. "Hello? What the fuck happened?"
"Nothing." Jack snapped still glaring at Cameron not looking down at me.
"Don't use that fucking tone at me Jack." I poked his chest hard.
"What happened JJ?" I asked looking at him.
"Nothing." JJ calmly said.
I rolled my eyes and look at Stass. "Nothing, T." Stassie said.
I looked over at Nate and he stayed quiet along with Nash and Hayes.
"Oh my god." I rolled my eyes. "All of you have been so fucking secretive and it's so fucking annoying. Don't tell shit like always."
"Come one Cam." I gently grabbed his hand. "When you all want to actual talk and quit it with the fucking secrets let me know."
I lead Cameron out front and he was about to say something but I cut him off. "Keys?" I asked.
"Inside." He said.
I groaned. "Stay here." I walked back inside and back into the living room. Everyone was talking and shouting but all shut up when they saw me. I rolled my eyes and grabbed Cameron's keys off the coffee table.
They couldn't even argue with me in five feet.
I walked out of the house and slammed the door. As I walked back to the car, I heard the front door open and my name was called. I turned around and snapped, "What?"
"Can we talk? Right now." Jack asked.
"Are you going to tell me why everyone can't even have a conversation with me without saying, 'I can't say' or some stupid shit?" I ask crossing my arms.
He sighed and pulled on the roots of his hair then opened his mouth.
"Never mind." I shook my head. "Jack, I don't know who the fuck you are. I don't know if I can even trust a word that comes out of your mouth. Go back inside and call Madison. Because I'm done."
I turned around and hopped into the drivers seat as Cameron hopped into the passenger seat.
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If you haven't checked out my newer Sam Wilkinson book, check it out. It mean a lot. I've got plans for it so yeah.
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