Questions, questions, and more questions

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(Jazlyn's POV)

We sat down on the table and I started eating. 

"Bloody hell! She's hungry." Rupert said.

"Yeah, because when you're stuck on a plane for 12 freakin straight hours and the food tastes like shit you would be hungry." I said.

"LANGUAGE!" Dad said.

"Hey! You do it too!" I said.

"Do not!" he said.

"In the bathroom, when you drop your shampoo you said, "fuck it" I said.

"TOM! What do you even teach her? Aren't you supposed to be in school?" Emma said.

"I already graduated with 10 master degrees." I said with a mouth full of spaghetti. "Sorry, I didn't mean to speak with a full mouth."

"That's ok, but 10 masters degrees?! I only have 1." Daniel said.

"Hmm, well I graduated college last year, so..." I trailed off.

"Can you act?" Rupert asked. Even Dad didn't know this and he leaned forward.

"Yeah, why?" I asked.

"Oh, just wondering, considering you're now Tom's daughter, you would be in a lot of acting gigs." Rupert replied.

"Hm, well, I read online about all the other kids of actors, so I'm honestly not surprised." I said.

"So, any secrets we should know about?" Daniel asked.

I sucked in a breath. This was going to be hard.

"Umm, yeah. I have some..." I said.

"And what is it?" Rupert asked.

"Yeah, how come I don't know about this? I'm your father!" Dad said.

"Umm, my former parents were Indonesian spies, I was a Navy Seal for 5 years and yeah... I have been under multiple aliases." I said, really fast.

They all gaped at me and started asking a bunch of questions.

"Okay, okay, one at a time. You first dad." I said.

"Are you a spy?" he asked.

"No, that was my parent's jobs. But they wanted me to be one ever since I got into the SEALs" I said.

"Is Jazlyn Pintar, your actual name?" Rupert asked.

"Yes." 

"What was it like overseas?" Daniel asked.

"Well, there was a lot of war and blood, I lost my best friend, I gave some information about the U.S. military and I was a five star general too." 

"Do you want a job?" Emma asked.

"Sure, that would be fine..." I said.

"Then you should be an actor. But first, you should come to the reunion, you know the 20th anniversary of the Harry Potter movie, I'll make sure your invited" Emma said. "This will be a good start to your career" 

"Thanks Emma!" I said. She simply smiled at me.

"Well, if everyone has finished, there is desert! ICE CREAMMM!" Dad said.

We all cheered, while Emma stayed quiet, observing me.  Dad got out the chocolate ice cream for Daniel, vanilla for Rupert, pistachio for Emma, butterscotch for him, and Oreo ice cream for me. We all happily ate our ice cream while the boys talked to each other on the couch and Emma and I talked to each other on the counter. 

"So, what is the reunion gonna be like?" I asked.

"Oh, it's going to be really fancy, and you'll be meeting all the other Harry Potter cast. If I'm not mistaken, you're going to be the only child on there, because all of them are pretty young, and they don't want to get anyone pregnant or anything." Emma replied.

I nodded slowly taking it all in. "When will it be?" 

"2 days from now. Can I pick your dress, please? We can go dress shopping together!" 

"Of course! I love your fashion sense!" 

"Aww, thank you! I love yours too, you've got a variety of fashion in what you wear." 

"Why thank you."

"I should get going, see you tomorrow?" 

"Sure, g'night!" 

"Good night Jaz" 

She was the last one to come out the door and I went upstairs to sleep. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.

~The next day~

I decided to wear a red sweater and black jeans with a tank top underneath something that I can easily change out of. Emma was already outside and dad was attempting to make pancakes. 

"Hey dad, Emma's here, I'll text you when we're back. Love you!" I said, rushing out the door.

"Ok, stay safe! Wait, actually, nevermind, your a SEAL for God's sake, you can take care of yourself, bye! Love you more!" Dad said.

"Love you most!" I said, as I closed the door. I put the keys to the house inside my simple black crossbody purse. 

I got into Emma's car and we walked into a mall. This was going to be fun.

We walked into this fancy dress shop that Emma normally shopped at. The store owner took us to a secluded section that had much more elaborate dresses. We searched for my dress first. 

"Do you like this?" Emma said holding out a puffy white ball gown. 

"No, that's not my style." I said, looking at more dresses.

"What about this?" she asked, holding out a long blue dress.

"No."

"This?" 

"No."

Emma gasped, "How about this? This is so you" she said, holding out a white blouse that had a high low gradient blue to silver skirt and a pair of ankle strap heels. 

"I love that! I'll take it! Your turn!" I said, now intently searching for a dress for Emma. I found a white and black dress for her and she simply looked stunning in it. We were ready for tomorrow. We got lunch at a local Italian place that had AMAZING spaghetti. We went to Emma's house which was so biggggg. We painted each others nails. She painted my nails white and gold and I painted hers pink with flower blossoms. I texted dad to ask him if it was ok if I could sleepover with Emma.

[Jazlyn]

Hey dad, can I have a sleepover at Emma's house?

[Dad]

What? Whyyyy how could you leave me alone??

[Jazlyn]

Dad, it's just for one night, it's not that long.

[Dad]

U put . on the end of ur sentences?? wtf even I don't do that

[Jazlyn]

Jeez dad, when you graduate with 10 masters degrees you would obviously use periods at the end of your sentence. So can I stay or what?

[Dad]

Fine. But I'll be picking you up tomorrow, good night luv u

[Jazlyn]

Love you more

[Dad]

Love you most

And that's when Dad went offline. Tomorrow was a big day, I better get to sleep.

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