Chapter 14

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I'm laying across a table trying to convince one of Blakes' friends to give me a joint. He must have told them all to not listen to me tonight. I was seriously getting pissed off. It's then that I see the guy from the fair. His piercing eyes boreing into me from across the room.

I sit up and hop off the table, "Later boys," I coo.

Making my way to the guy he smirks, "Well hello."

I narrow my eyes on him, "I saw you earlier."

He frowns and nods, "Yes you did."

I tilt my head as I notice the joint he's holding, his eyes flash, "You want some of this don't you?" he questions.

I nod while biting my lip and pout, "No one will give me any."

"Blake told us not to," he says.

I nod, not questioning this.

"But will you?" I ask leaning into him a little more.

He smirks and wraps an arm around my waist, "Sure. Why not?"

I've smoke two joints with him out on the balconey when he says, "Let's play a game."

I frown and nod, "Okay. What kind of game?"

He frowns, "How about questions. We can take turns asking."

I nod, "Sure."

"You first," he offers.

I nod and lean on the railing, "What's your name?"

He frowns, "I didn't tell you my name?" I shake my head and he grins, "It's Jackson. Umm let's see...oh who's that girl you were hanging out with at the fair? She seems too young to be your friend."

I shrug, "Her names Madeline, she's a realitive of mines Mate."

He nods, "Oh like your brother?"

I nod, "Yep," I giggle at the thought, "My older brother." 

He hands me my beer and says, "Your turn."

"Um how old are you?"

"Nineteen," he says.

Oh that explained why I had never met him. He was some of the youngest pack members from when Blakes parents had been kids.

"How old are you?"

"Sixteen. My birthday is on Sunday. Um let's see...have you found your Mate yet?"

He shakes his head, "No, that's actually why I asked about your friend. I thought she might be old enough to...well you know."

I srunch up my nose, "Oh."

He smirks, "I was just wondering because she's here. I figured she was old enough."

"You said that," I say slowly, then it registers, "Wait, you saw her downstairs?"

He nods, "I did."

Something seems to shift in the air and I suddenly have an urge to find Liam.

"Umm I'll be back in a minute," I say slowly.

I refuse to meet his dark eyes as he grips my elbow, "Where are you going?"

I hold up my beer, "For another drink. Want anything?" I ask sweetly pretending to fix my top.

"Sure. Another beer."

I slip inside and to the first staircase around the corner, I wait for a few moments before seeing him walk back inside and dump his beer into the sink in the hallway bathroom. He slips around the corner and down the opposite staircase. I decide to use the same one.

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