Chapter 3

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I drove to the station house with Jenna and Chase because Dylan went home early and Jenna wanted to sleep at work. We finally got there and Jenna ran to the beds and plonked down on it.

"Nighty night" I said snickering and closing the blinds

"Wasn't it hectic last night?" Chase said as he walked up to me

"Tell me about it, I had to carry you to bed, isn't a dude meant to do that?"

"Well umm heh" he said scratching the back of his head

"Annnd, don't say a sister doesn't do anything for you" I said passing him a slip of paper

"OMG I never thought I would get her number! Thanks sis"

"Guys!!!" Vince screeched from upstairs "Rescue meeting now!!"

We all walked upstairs and we saw Vince and Michelle crowding a table. We walked over and sat down in the seats

"Ok so head office retired and there is a new guy coming in to see rescue and how it works and he is coming today with his son so I want this Rescue cleaned up to its usual state. Clean the oil stains, clean the ropes, and fill the cars up with its equipment. What are you waiting for.. Chop chop" Michelle said as we all practically ran down to start them jobs.

We saw 2 people walk in and we gathered it was head office and his son. The son looked my way and I realised him straight away. It was Dylan O'Brien.

"Shit, Chase that's the dude from last night!! If he comes over, Make sure he doesn't say anything about it" I said as I got my phone out and started texting Jenna frantically.

Jenna POV

I was sound asleep but then I woke up to the sound of people running and cleaning everything so I couldn't go back to sleep. Then my phone started to go off at least 5 messages and more started coming through

*On phone*

C: ITS ABOUT TO GO DOWN!
C: JENNA JENNA JENNA JENNA JENNA JENNA JENNA JENNA JENNA
C: ARE YOU AWAKE?
C: JENNNNAAAAA
C: Jenna stop drooling and wake up
J: I'm awake, how could I sleep?
C: OMG GUESS WHOS HERE? Dylan O'Brien
J:WHAT!
C: and you won't believe this.... He is head of office son
J: you've got to be joking?
C: does my text look like its joking?
J: well what do I do?
C: run to the bathroom
J: ok
C: break a leg

And that was it I barged out of the bedroom and ran to the bathroom and looked the door behind me. Shit just got real!

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 14, 2015 ⏰

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