chapter 11 • jack sat still, feeling nothing but warmth, which wasn't that bad

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𝐈 𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐋𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑

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𝐈 𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐋𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑.







jack flew around, dumping snow on me.

"just because i don't hate you anymore doesn't mean i like you." i said sarcastically.

"you love me! you really love me." he said dramatically.

"what do you want from me?"

"i'm bored. how do you live like this?" jack asked.

the sun shone on his face, reflecting in his eyes.

it looked like there were small crescent moons in his eyes.

"it's too warm." he complained.

"that's because you're wearing a sweater and long-ass pants." i said.

"why are you wearing a bathing suit?"

"because i was swimming. duh. damn, you can't use context clues."

i got up out of the chair, and walked over to the pool.

i unwrapped the beach cover-up, jumping into the pool. jack wiped the water off of his face.

"my face!" jack complained.

"hi!" mia said, walking into the backyard.

mateo was by her side, holding her bags.

𝐋𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐃 𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇, jack frostWhere stories live. Discover now