Law

You're famous baby

*Im getting kind of nervous because of the storyline everything is going in*

It's been two weeks since Jack had done that Photoshoot with Emma. Since then he's blown up on social media and YouTube, with gaining at least a thousand subs a day. It had become difficult to venture out of the house because of the amount of times he was stopped by people who were excited to see him. Because of this he usually got Tyler and Ethan to do his shopping and paid them substantially. Which was easy for him to do now because Jack now had more money then he knew what to do with.

Jack groaned as he didn't want to get out of bed. He rolled over his his cozy quilts he had bought that sheltered him from the cold air. Looking at the clock the boy hoped it was early morning so he could sleep.

It was 3pm

Jack had to be at a talk show interview at six.

" FUUUUCK!" Jack swore as he jumped out of bed.

The next hour was spent showering, and brushing his hair. Selecting clothes, skinny jeans and a clean white shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He put his new contact lenses in after discovering that he actually couldn't see.
(he'd gone to the optometrist for it).

Jack grabbed his keys and his phone along with his wallet off the bench. Grabbed his go back pack from the front hall. Inside laid a jacket in case it got cold, emergency money. A copy of his certificate confirming he was re-humanised just in case police stop him because they saw the photo shoot he did with Mark. Headphones, a small speaker, a leash for a slave in case someone needed one (he was surprised at how many times people did need it) and finally his actual glasses.

It was safe to say Seàn liked being prepared.

As Jack locked his apartment door he called Tyler. Letting it right a few times it was Ethan who picked it up.

" Jack? How are you?" Ethan greeted through the phone.

Jack smiled as he descended his stairs.
" Hey Ethan I'm good, hey listen I have an interview thing soon and I need a ride is Tyler around-?".

The boy was cut off when the sounds of the phone being passed on were herd.

" Where do we need to go?" Tyler's voice asked.

" Downtown LA, I'd take the bus but-".

" You'd literally get mobbed" Tyler finished with a hint of cheer.
" I'll come pick you up out front of your building".

" Thanks Tyler, I owe you man".

" Don't mention it".

The call was ended and Jack was left to sit in the empty lobby of his building. Not wanting to be seen because he didn't want people to know where he lived, he sat at the back. In the shadows and away from the huge floor to ceiling windows that overlooked a main road. He put in his headphones and listened to one of his favourite songs.
Three days grace-I hate everything about you

Jack leant back and closed his eyes. The boy always had, had a thing for rock and metal music. It got his blood pumping but also could be relaxing. So as he sat there he let the lyrics take him to a place that resembled sleep.
He liked that.

It wasn't long before his phone began to buzz, Tyler texting him that he was near. The Irishmen turned off his tunes and stood. Making his way to the front doors he made sure no one was outside and waited just around the corner of the complex.

Soon enough a black G wagon pulled up, brown haired Tyler sitting drivers seat. The boy was waved over and jogged to get into the passenger seat.

" What time do you need to be there?" Tyler asked.