hard times ⇒ jyatt

three.

- wyatt -

i looked back at jaeden. "hey."

"what's wrong?" he asked. his eyes were filled with concern, and it was beautiful.

if i told you what's wrong, you'd never speak to me ever again. you'd call me a queer, a fag-
"nothing," i replied, pushing my thoughts away. "just needed some fresh air."

he came to stand beside me, but said nothing else. i looked at him discreetly; the wind ruffled his hair slightly, and his hands dangled over the balcony's railing. i wanted to reach over and take his hand, but i didn't. i can't.

"you and sophia, huh?" i can't keep my bitterness from my tone.

he blinked at me, then looked away hastily. "um... yeah. she's gorgeous."

i bit my lip and nodded. "guess so."
you're gorgeous, jae.

jack suddenly burst through the door, his chapped lips pursed in a wide grin. "jaeden lieberher, i just set you up on a date with your true love, sophia!"

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written by lexie even though i'm probably not supposed to be writing all of the chapters