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Weeks passed, and we all got the hang of things. Jack sat with me on the bus on the way to school, and Ellie on the way home. Finn and I became closer and closer, and I developed a big crush on him. We were so similar, and I felt like he really understood me. Jack insisted we were meant to be together and did everything in his power to keep us near each other. October rolled around, and the air began to cool. We were working on a project in college prep involving designing the "perfect" school. That class was so pointless, but I had Jack and Finn to make it fun. Luckily, they were my partners for the project.
"We should have sleeping rooms in the school. With no security cameras," Jack suggested. I was sketching a layout of what the school was coming to be using colored pencils.
"That's stupid. You can't just miss class to sleep. Plus, the beds would be gross and dirty," I argued. Finn nodded in agreement.
"No, we could clean the beds every week. It's a good idea," he insisted.
"Jack, do you not see a problem with unsupervised beds with no security cameras?" Finn asked.
"Yeah. Kids would like, do stuff," I added.
"Yes, they would do stuff. Like sleep!" He exclaimed, knocking my colored pencils all over the floor. Unfortunately for me, the bell rang.
"See you tomorrow," Finn said before leaving the room. Jack followed him out. I had to stay behind and clean up the colored pencils, and by the time I finished and got outside, the bus was long gone. "Great. I have to walk" I thought. It was about 50 degrees out and I didn't have a jacket. I sadly began my hike home, my backpack weighing heavily on my shoulders.
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"Wait up!" I heard someone call from behind me. I heard the rolling of wheels to my left, and a moment later Jack rolled up next to me on a skateboard. He pulled to a stop and hopped off.
"What are you doing here?" I asked. He got out of the classroom in time to get on the bus.
"I knew you'd miss the bus because I knocked over the pencils, so I decided to walk with you!"
"Thanks so much. Also where did you get the skateboard."
"I always keep a spare in my backpack! I'm a skateboarder, nothing can stop me. Except pebbles. Pebbles are my kryptonite." He explained. I cracked up.
"You're funny." We linked arms and kept walking. The wind picked up and I began to shiver.
"Here, have my sweatshirt. I'm hot anyways. In two ways," he winked, taking off his hoodie and handing it to me. It smelled like the cheap cologne Jack always used.
"I missed hanging out with you. You know? Just you and me. We were such a duo," I confessed. We only saw each other at school together lately.
"Movies on Friday. Just us. Ok?" He told me.
"Let's do it," I confirmed. We continued to walk, talking about random things. I missed being with Jack. He was the easiest person to talk to, and I never had to try around him. I dropped him at his house and returned home quickly.
Friday finally came after a rough week. Jack and Ellie had a fight and spent two long days refusing to talk to each other. Jack decided to get drunk the night of the fight, came to school hungover, and failed his algebra test. Basically this week sucked, but the thought of my friday movie night kept me going. I boarded the bus in a good mood Friday morning, but that would be short lived. Jack took his usual seat next to me, and we discussed our evening plans.
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"We have two options for tonight. We can go to the movies at the theater and shit and watch Infinity War, or we can go to my place and watch 16 Candles like old times," he asked me. When we were little, we watched 16 Candles every Friday night. It used to be our ritual, after school we'd take the bus to Jack's house and make popcorn and watch the movie.
"Your house. It's our tradition," I decided.
"What's your tradition? Something about a movie I hear?" Ellie, who had just came on the bus, asked us. Oh god. Ellie better not ruin our night.
"Just a thing with me and Jack. It's nothing really," I try and tell her.
"Bullshit. You're going to the movies aren't you?" She insisted. I groaned to myself. "Jack, can I come? Please? You don't want to make me mad, do you?" Ellie said to Jack, making a sad face and biting her lip. I knew Jack couldn't say no to her. Not after their recent fight.
"I guess you could come... we were going to see Infinity War at 8 tonight," Jack said reluctantly. Of course, Jack wouldn't want to reveal his sappy romantic side, so he opted for infinity war.
"Can I come?" Finn asked, joining us and sliding into the seat next to Ellie. If Finn came it wouldn't be so bad. I wanted an alone night with Jack but this would have to do.
"Yeah, movies at 8. Bring the good stuff!" Jack said. I could tell Jack was thoroughly more excited now that Finn was coming. Ellie and I alone with him would have been hell, and he knew that.
"He can't bring alcohol to the movies Jack. Chill," I scolded him. Finn agreed. The bus stopped and we got out, all walking towards school together.
"See you later," Finn said, and him and Ellie walked away.
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