Jane Brown // T. OKONMA

• part two •

Clancy's POV

"You hired a girl?" I asked Kelly, worried and almost scared. "She's going to get fucking trampled by them!"

"Nah, no, Jane's 30. She's not a girl. And she's very mature, so they wouldn't stand a chance. She's also good at fighting and will beat the living out of them if they come for her in anyway." Kelly explained calmly.

I hesitated then nodded my head in an understanding way.

"Let's hope my month off will go well.."

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Jane's POV

"Stop fooling around. Get ready for this meet- and- greet and let's get it over with." I said, tired of hearing them laughing and loose pants shuffling around.

Finally, the door opened and Tyler obnoxiously strutted out and did a just as annoying pose. He did look cute though. Dumb little teenage charm and shit.

The rest of the boys ran out tackling Tyler and he yelled in agony. I got up and kicked them all with my heel.

"I just said stop playing and shit. Let's get to the bus already." I say annoyed. I walk to the bus and get in, plopping down on the semi- comfortable seats.

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Tyler's POV

After the gang rolled off of me, I watched Jane walk away. She was actually very gorgeous, and I wished we could just be more than acquaintances just to see her without her dress on at least once.

Everyone stormed after her and I caught up, jumping in and swinging to the end of the bus on the bars that extended from the ceiling. I sat across from Jane, so that I could try to subtlety take some glances at her. I've met many women and she's the most beautiful one. But ugh,

"She probably think I'm crazy from my music."

I frown into my lap irritated that I keep going crazy with Wolf and my music, saying dumb shit I don't even think about before blurting out, and not even realizing how that affects my chance of even scoring her.

I know plenty of girls want to be with me, but that's only cause I'm me. They just don't realize I desire more than teenage girls with small boobs and Vans. As the bus chucks on, I look at Jane. She stares into her phone, her cleavage bouncing with energy due to the bus' bulky movements.

It was... really hot. I stop staring and then pull out my phone. I look at Twitter and see the usual mentions in posts, and not much difference on Instagram. The bus then comes to a holt and I jerk into Lionel, who then slaps off my hat and dashes off the bus. I grunt and put my hat back on then walk off the bus, seeing thousands ahead. We walk to our area where we'll just greet fans and give them hugs and other sus shit. I give people close to the barriers high fives as I dash in front of everyone.

I take a seat on the very end of the platform and wait and keep my sanity before getting blasted with many smells, sizes, and looks. I take a few breaths and then sink into my chair. I look at Jane who is leaning against a pole I believe staring at the entrance. She's literally so pretty. But we have almost a ten- year age gap... if I did date her in the future people would probably think I'm a weird fuck..I don't care.

Anyway, the first wave of edgy teenage girls wearing vans race through the entrance knocking over security and tripping over each other. The security around our platform try to protect us but get trampled as well and we make a run for it.

The first person to get taken out is Jasper, then Lionel, Frank, Lucas, and unfortunately Taco. They were being tightly hugged by the girls, and me, Earl, and Errol hid behind a wall. From what we've seen in comment sections and posts on social media, Jasper, me, Earl, and Taco were favorited especially. Just when we felt a little better, a girl screams "TYLER!!!!" and all the girls dash over real fast tackling Earl and Errol, giving me time to dash.

Unfortunately, this time I got tackled by some skinny bitch and had my whole body touched and poked. Right when she suggested my crotch she got a kick to the face and fell over. I lifted my head backwards to see Jane putting her heel back on.

"Um, thanks-" I was cut off by a whoosh and her being gone. I looked ahead and saw her running towards Earl and Errol, her arms out as if they were wings and yanking the other girls that were on them by their necks and send them sliding towards the wall.

"I- woah..." I mumble. I get up and walk to Earl and Errol, who are making their way back to platform and tell them about what Jane did.

"Yeah nigga, straight said WWE on these stans god damn." Errol said, Earl nodding his head to the comment. Everyone has some cuts and bruises but are good for the moment. I see Jasper slyly make over to Jane and ask her something. Jane headbutts him and he falls whining and holding his head in pain.

She's literally so cool..

why does this feel so trash and stereotypical help—