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Chapter 22: The Gang Comes Back

The whole gang came back today, Mason, Laura, Molly, Matt, Sam, and all of the rest.

We all met down in the smoke room for a meeting. I sat down in a desk chair in the corner, watching Jack smoke and talk with Sam.

The smell was terrible and I could probably get lung cancer off of sitting in this room for fifteen minutes and breathing in the access smoke.

I was listening to Jack and Sam's conversation. They said something about another gang being in town and how they were going to meet up with two other gangs and see if they are going to make allies with them, or if they might have a new enemy.

Every single member of the gang was stuffed into the small room and I was starting to feel sick and a bit stuffy so I left.

I went into Jacks room. I don't know what persuaded me to, I just didn't want to sit in my empty room. Jacks room had all of his stuff, his clothes, posters and pictures on the walls, all of his belonging. While my room had nothing but my new clothes.

As I stepped inside his room I realized how much it reminded me of my brothers room.

I sat down on Jacks navy blue bed sheets and laid back, starring up at the ceiling.

I could feel myself start to drift off into sleep, and I didn't have the energy to get up and get back to my own cold empty room, so I laid my head down on one of Jacks pillows, which smelt like his cologne. Then I drifted off into sleep.

Jacks POV:

The meeting in the smoke room had just ended and I didn't realize that Luna had left earlier. I guess I was to busy talking to Sam about this new gang from Jersey that was moving to New York. Great, another gang full of assholes that I have to deal with.

I was feeling kind of gross and I smelt like smoke and sweat so I decided to go and take a shower.

I opened the door to my bedroom when I noticed Luna asleep on my bed.

She looked so at peace and so beautiful even though the light was dim, I could still see the way her face and the way the moonlight showed down on it made her skin glow. I was falling hard for this girl, and I wasn't sure why. I stood in the doorway watching her sleep. She didn't move at all and her chest barley moved when she breathed. She almost looked dead. I could see the way her tiny body barely made a dent in the mattress.

I quietly made my way to my dresser and pulled out my RVCA t-shirt and some basketball shorts and went into the bathroom to take a shower. It was late, probably around eleven pm.

I turned on the water and waited until it was almost boiling, then I hoped in.

Luna's POV:

I woke up to the sound of the shower running and steam coming out from the crack at the bottom of the doorway. Jeez, Jack must take really hot showers. I sat in his bed just thinking about the events in my life since the day I met Jack. I'm pretty sure that Jack and I were like...... I don't know..... Dating? All I know is that we both love each other and we kissed, twice. My thoughts were interrupted my Jack coming out of the steamy bathroom, with his basketball shorts and t-shirt on.

He laid down next to me and I could feel the bed sink under his weight.

"You awake?" He asked as he got underneath the thick navy blue comforter.

"Yeah." I said quietly. He laid his head down in the same pillow as me, his hands traveled down to my waste and he pulled me closer. I could feel how hot his skin was from the shower and his hair that was still wet. My eyes were closed but I could feel his eyes on me.

"What are you looking at?" I mumbled.

"Your face." He said. My eyes opened and he smiled. "Did you lock the door?" I asked him just in case any of the gang members came barging in and saw us. "Yeah, I always do. I hate when people barge in and don't knock, how rude can you be?" I laughed, "I know the feeling." I said.

Then he kissed me. Again. And I kissed back. Again. Then he pulled away and then pulled in. Again.

I'm going to have to get used to this. Jack, was my first kiss, first love. But that should make sense, since I lived on the streets since age 15.

He pulled away finally and this time he didn't pull in again. "Your a good kisser." He said to me. "You too." I laughed. "But I'm sure you've had a lot of experience." I sighed and turned away from him and laid on my back.

Jack sighed. "What makes you think I've had a lot of experience?" He said.

"Well, you belong to a gang, and from what I've heard at night, gang members play with girls a lot." He laughed. "Not me." He said.

I turned towards back towards him. "I've kissed girls before, but not the loving type of kiss, it was a drunk kind of kiss. I wasn't in my right mind, I wasn't exactly thinking, and I sure don't remember them." He said as he starred at me. "And since I don't remember them, your my first kiss that I voluntarily had, that I actually wanted to kiss you." I smiled.

"I'm tired." I yawned and nudged my head into his chest. Then we both fell asleep.