Foster + j.j.

xi.

*alyssa*

I scrolled through the little snippets of videos, called Vines. They were actually really funny. Some of them had other people in them. Brown haired Jack actually looked like a happy and sweet person. Why is he so rude to me if he can be nice?

"Who's that?" I ask after watching one with the both of them and this other boy with longish brown hair and blue eyes.

He chuckled a little bit, "That's Nash Grier."

Nash. Is that the boy that Jack was complaining about wanting to see for New Years? Jack reached over to the picture and placed it in my hands.

"These guys are like my second family. We all met when we went on tour with each other. Well with the exception of Jack and I. We met in kindergarten but that's another story," he paused. "This app changed all of our lives."

I looked at the shattered picture, "Tell me more."

He pulled up a picture on his computer, "Here's a better picture."

I began to laugh, "You all look ridiculous."

"That's the point," he laughed along.

"Tell me about these people. They seem to mean a lot to you."

He went on and on about each person explaining I think almost every detail about that person. He told me memories he had with them and their adventures together.

"Here watch this video," he said pulling up a YouTube video. "We made this in Orlando."

He showed me a video of them playing basketball. I can honestly say that they all were very attractive. This may sound crazy but Jack J really stood out.

"Wow, you're really good at basketball," I say.

"Thanks. You know I never miss," he adds.

"Huh?"

"I never miss a basket," he smiles.

I shook my head looking back to the video, "That's crazy."

"It's true," he shrugged. "You don't have to believe me but it is true."

We both laughed and continued to watch the video.

Time went by and we were both just enjoying talking about his Magcon experiences but the dick face that I have to call a foster brother burst into the room ruining any fun I was having.

"Let's go. My mom caught us. We need to actually go some where or I can't go to LA for New Years," brown haired Jack grumbled.

"But I-"

"Now!" He yelled.

"Bye Jack," I said walking out of the door behind brown haired Jack with my head hung low.

I didn't want to leave, I wanted to stay with Jack and talk more. After talking with him, I can tell that he wants to help me but then comes my stupid disorder and foster brother that has to take that away.

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