Chances~ A adopted by Yogscast fanfic

Chapter 10 (Paul)

JACKIES POV

At this point we where all staring at Mr.Jones, who was now figiting in his pocket. He pulled out a small silver pocket watch and held it in front of us. He scratched the back if his neck. "So..Uh.. Should I have gave this back?" He said while smiling a toothy smile. I saw Hannah faceplam and the woman next to her gave a sigh. I rolled my eye. "If we die I'm blaming you." I laughed out lould. "OMG! SHE CAN LAUGH?!" He blurted out sarcasticly. I gave him a playful punch in the arm and faced Hannah and the woman next to her. "Hi. I'm Jackie." I introduced myself politely. "Hi! I'm Kim and this is Hannah." The woman next to Hannah explained. It can't be-. Is it? "Are you guys the, y-y-y-"."Yogscast?" Mr.Jones inturrupted me, a huge smile on his face. I nodded slowly. "Then yes we are!" He laughed. I felt really axious, like I needed to cut the tension. "Ummm..Cool." I said quietly. "Are you a yognaught?" He asked me. I shook my head. "Ive heard your videos from time to time, but I never really got the chance to watch them fully." I stated. He nodded in understanding, though he seemed to be a bit dissapointed. "But.Um. You videos even by sounds where really funny!" I akwardly added, trying to brake the tension. The silence was beyond uncomfortable. Footsteps pattered through a nearby hallway, stoping at the door. I looked twards it, a man with a glorious stash was standing in the doorway. "Hi Paul!" Hannah said, showing her candy white teeth in a large smile. He look twards me. "You must be Jackie, right?" He asked me, not leaving his place in the doorway. I gave a small wave and smile, staying close to Mr.Jone's side. He seemed layed back, and relaxed. As if he didn't really care too much about what was going on. "Hi. I'm Paul, or Sjin. Doesn't really matter witch one." He said me. I nodded again, unsure if I should talk or not. He left the room, leaving us in silience. "That was a bit akward." Kim admitted. I gave a small laugh. "But don't worry, he's a really nice guy once you get to know him." She added. I nodded. Mr.Jones looked at his own watch on his wrist. "We've better get going. I'm really sorry that I wont be able to work for a while." Mr.Jones said to Hannah. "Nah its fine, but as soon as you can come in I'm sure Lewis would want you to work double." She replied. Mr.Jones nodded. She turned and faced me. "It was very nice to meet you.". "S-same." I said, giving a small smile. We waved goodbye and left the building. I opened the small car's door and jumped in. Mr.Jones pulled out a small notebook, and seeming to check off something. "All right, next up is school.". I gluped. "S-s-school? Can't you homeschool me?" I asked him. He shook his head softly. "Sorry. But you'll be going to a nice public highschool.". He paused and straighed his back against the brown leather seat of the car. "I acctually went there when I was your age. I was quite the cool cat in the day." ."Really?" I asked him. "Yeah! I was-... That was sarcasim wasn't it.". I smiled stuck out my tounge and he looked back at the curvy road.

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My alarm beeped louldly, waking me from my light sleep. I put a pillow over my head, covering my ears. "FIRRRSST DDAAAY!!!!!~" Mr.Jones screamed from outside the door. I heared it open. "Hurry up and get dressed, your going to be late for the bus!". I rolled on my side. "I-I just fell sleep" I said, roughly rubbing my eye. I reached over to the nightstand, smacking the clock dead center, making the annoying and constant lould beeps. I slowly rolled off the bed, wobbing on my feet, but then regaining my balance. "I'm up I'm up." I repeated, grabbing my eyepatch and walking out of the room and twards the bathroom. I saw him leave my room and head downstairs. I went inside and brushed my teeth and put on my eye patch. My cuts healed nicely, and scars where barely visible. I put my straight hair in a quick bun.I went back into my room and picked out some clothes from a small dresser. This should be fine. I grabbed a navy blue shirt, some light blue jeans and black flats. I changed quickly sliped on a dark black white hoodie and rushed downstairs. I saw Mr.Jones flipping something on the stove. A sly smile creeped on my face. I snuck up behind him and shook him. He jumped and fliped the pancake too high up. I caught it mid-air and nibbled on it slowly. "...Really.". I laughed and sat down at a nearby chair. I smiled and he playfully rolled his eyes. "Are you nervous?" He asked, pouring raw smooth batter into the pan. "Yeah. Just a little." I admitted. "Mr.Jon-"."Dad." He interupted me. "...Dad. Do you think I'll fit in?" I asked him. "To be honest, no one fits in on their first day; And fitting in is over rated, be yourself and everything will go smoothly." He said to me, flipping a pancake. "Oh! And before I forget, these are for you.". He turned away from the stove and gave me a few bottles. "Pills?" I said skeptickly. "Yeah. Your doctor gave them to me." He replied. Doctor Zombire is a dick. I grabbed a handfill of pills and swallowed them whole, almost choking on them. 'Dad' looked at his wrist watch. "HOLY CRAP YOUR NEARLY LATE." He took the pancake out of my hand and shoved me out the door. I ran down to the bus stop and just made the bus.

This one was REALLY long. Sorry that I havent been updating in a while, I'm trying to get back on track. I cannot thank you enough for all the support I get from all you guys. The next chapter is going to be shorter, mostly because I had the next chapter and this chapter was originally one chapter, but I decided it was too long so I seperated them. ANYYYYWAYY!!!! Thank you so much for reading! Have a beautiful day!

                   ~Silver