Jazz's Point Of View:
I can't believe that Mckayla screamed. I can't believe my best friend would scream at someone like that. I can't believe I didn't do something about it.
"Jack," I say tapping him on the shoulder. "Come with me."
"Go away," he snaps.
"Excuse m-" I start.
"Did you burp?" he asks irritated.
"No but-" I say.
"Then leave, and shut up too," he spits.
I turn around, tears streaming down my face, and walk towards Mckayla's locker. I've done this so many times, but not alone.
Mckayla's Point Of View:
I'm at my locker and go to close it when someone taps me on the shoulder. I turn around.
"Jazz?" I ask. "Why are you crying?"
"Talk Room, now," she sniffles.
I nod and follow her to The Talk Room. As soon as she closes the door she spills.
"Jack is being an idiot again," she cries. "I asked him to come with me and he told me go away and shut up."
"Jack is just being stupid, Jazz" I say, trying to comfort her.
"But he-" she starts.
"He probably is irritated at me, and took out his anger on you," I say.
"But why-" she starts to ask.
"Because I've been gone," I say. "I haven't been around him much anymore, and he's probably upset that we don't hang out as much."
"Can't-" she says.
"Let Jack be Jack, he'll come around sooner or later," I say patting her back.
"Okay," she breathes, wiping her tears.
As we walk out of the room, all I can think is, I'm going to kill him.
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Hi lovelies! I hope you enjoyed a chapter about Jack being rude again, I know you guys are probably screaming right now, sorry. *^*
XO,
Mackenzie
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