Never forget (jack j)

Clouds

"So I think my mom wants us over by 5:30" Johnson said checking his phone.

"Soo what do ya wanna do?" Gilinsky asked. we were back at Gilisky's house. Jack j sat Indian style on a chair while Gilinsky laid on his bed, flipping a small basket ball in the air, and I sat on the ground. I shrugged, not knowing what else to do. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a guitar, not thinking Jack would mind I picked it up.

"You know how to play?" Gilinsky asked sitting up. I nodded and began play Black bird by the Beatles, without even knowing it I began to sing along.

"love that song" Gilinsky smiled at me once I finished.

"You are pretty good" Johnson said standing up. Gilinsky nodded in agreement. Jack J sat down next to me and motioned to the guitar.

"May i?" I gave him the guitar and he immediately began playing a acoustic version of Red nose, Gilinsky began to sing along.

"Wow. you guys are amazing!" I practically yelled.

"Eh" Gilinsky shrugged.

"You are a really good singer" I laughed lightly as I shook my head. "I'm jealous"

"Jealous? why? you are amazing at singing!" Johnson said setting down the guitar. "Jack isn't that good" Johnson muttered under his breath.

"Hey! I heard that!" Gilinsky crossed his arms over his chest like a little kid. I laughed.

"Guys we should go" Johnson said looking at his watch. "my mom wanted Jack and I to help out, is that okay?" he looked up at me.

"I'd love to help" I said jumping up.

"Let's go!" Gilinsky said following me out.

*****

(Jack J)

"Mom!" I called as I walked into my house.

"Jack you don't have to yell!" My mom said as she walked into the front entrance.

"Mom, this is Blake" I said pulling Blake out from behind Jack.

"Blake! I've heard so much about you from your mother!" My mom said hugging her.

"Actually.." Blake began to say but my mom was already walking away and was calling us into the kitchen.

"Blake, could you and Jack cut vegetables?" my mom asked pointing to me and Blake. "And you," my mom pointed to Jack. "you can man the grill" she said pulling him out side.

"Here" I handed Blake a knife as I got out cutting boards.

"Blake so your mother and father should be here soon right?" my mom said rushing into the kitchen to grab plates.

"Yes, but..."

"Ok good!" my mom said once again not allowing Blake to finish as she walked back out side. Blake sighed and shook her head.

"What's up?" I asked as I started cutting bell peppers.

"I've been trying to tell her, they aren't my parents.." her voice tailed off.

"What do you mean?" She sighed and set the knife down.

"I'm a.. I'm a foster kid." she looked away shyly.

"And your ashamed of that?" I said lifting up her chin so she was looking at me.

"Kind of." her blue eyes stared into mine.

"Don't be" I said pushing a strand of hair out of her face.

"We should probably go back to cutting vegetables" she said pulling away from me.