Jerry's Cousin // Jack Brewer X OC

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||BREAKING BOARD||

|CAMI

"You're not gonna believe it! Duke Evans is coming to the mall this weekend!" Milton cheered as me, Kim, and Eddie walked towards our lockers.

"No way! I'm sooo excited! He's the coolest dude in the world and- who the hell is Duke Evans?" I cut myself off.

"Duke Evans is a world champion speed board breaker," Eddie explained as Jack approached us.

"Check it out," Milton pulled up a video on his phone. It was of a guy with a mullet and a tye dye tank top.

"Welcome to the Chop Chop Baby!" video Duke screamed before just randomly screaming.

"Ok, definitely not the coolest dude in the world," I corrected.

"Duke Evans is a loser who travels around in a motorhome doing karate demos," Jack scoffed as we all made our way to my and Kim's lockers.

"He's having a board breaking challenge to see if anyone can break his record," Milton informed us.

"Ah I'd love to break that guy's record," Jack nodded. "Watch him soak up his tears with his own mullet."

"Tone it down ya creep," I told Jack as I kicked open my locker. Yes, kicked.

"I don't know Jack. You think you're ready to take on a guy like the Duke?" Eddie asked.

"I think he could," I piped up.

"Thank you, Cami," Jack spoke pointedly.

"I'm only saying that because you don't know what kind of boards he has. For all we know he could use boards similar to the 'Jerry Boards'," I pointed out. "He's a celebrity. Ish. Most celebrities get away with things like that. Besides, which belt level is he?" Before anyone could answer, an exhausted Jerry came up to us, brushing his teeth in his doggy pajamas.

"Uh dude? You know you came to school in your pajamas, right?" Jack asked.

"Oh yeah, I know. I didn't get to sleep a wink last night," Jerry sighed. "I have family in town and I have to share my bed with my cousin Peppito."

"Peppito," we all spoke with hatred into the distance.

"Luckily for me, Kim's family is letting me stay at their house until the rest of my family goes back home," I bragged.

"Don't you have your own house?" Milton asked confusedly.

"No. When I moved here, I moved into Jerry's house with my mom, dad, and brother-"

"-Carlos," Kim dreamily sighed.

"Yes, Carlos. Anyway, most Latino and Latina families live in one household together, so it's not too strange," I shrugged.

"Anyway, you're gonna go to class like that?" Kim asked, taking herself out of her daze.

"Class?" Jerry scoffed before pointing at my locker. "No no no. I'm goin' to bed."

"Why are you using my locker?" I asked.

"Because your locker doesn't smell," he replied.

"Once you go to sleep in there it will!" I pointed out. "Here, try this locker." I kicked open Frank's locker, allowing Jerry inside.

"But that's Frank's locker," Jerry whined.

"It's either this locker or your own," I told him.

"But-"

"-This locker or your own," I repeated.

"Solo quiero dormir! No me digas que hacer!" Jerry snapped. (Translation: I just want to sleep! Don't tell me what to do!)