The show went well. Jack hasn't said anything since me and Corbyn were outside. He only seems to annoy me when Corbyn's around. I don't know what's going on and I want to ask Corbyn that. When we finished the show I pulled him aside backstage and ask him straight up.
"I don't know what your talking about."
"Don't play dumb with me Corbyn. I know something is going on your not telling me. Jack isn't mean to me to get on my nerves he is me to me to get on your nerves."
He didn't say anything to me. He just left.
Hmm...
I followed behind Corbyn but not letting him know I was behind him. He went into the room with the other boys.
Jack didn't say anything to Corbyn.
What if I...
I went into the room and went up to Corbyn. "Great job guys. Way better than the last show." Jack said looking over at me, then at Corbyn. Corbyn made a fist with his hand.
"Corbyn stop," I whispered to him, "that's what he wants. To get on your nerves."
"And it seems the easiest way to get on his nerves is to mess with his precious-" Jack started.
"SHUT UP JACK!" Corbyn yelled.
"Told you." He sneered and left.
"What was all that about?" I asked Corbyn.
"Nothing." He grumbled and left too.
What is even happening?
I went back to the bus. I didn't see Corbyn or Jack so I decided just to go to bed.
I thought about the fight after the show tonight.
Precious? Prec-
Oh. My. God.
Does Corbyn like me? Is that why Jack is mean to me? Because he knows it bothers Corbyn more than me because Corbyn likes me?!
No way.
I had to know. I got out of my bunk and went to Corbyns.
Wait. If you wake him up what are you gonna say to him? "Do you like me?"
No! Go back to bed. We'll find out eventually.
But does Corbyn really like me?
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Not Me//Jorbyn
Fanfiction"What, no! It's not a date we just are are-" I Said quickly blushing like crazy. "Oh, suck it up Corbyn. He doesn't like you. It's so obvious." Jack muttered. I looked over at Jack shocked. "What? No! I didn't know you were asking me on a date!" ...
