"Wherever your soul was before, mine was there too." - Hira
He's Jackson. But he's also:
Daniel.
Theodore.
Nathan.
Nicholas.
Zachary.
She's Aaliyah. But she's also:
Grace.
Kathryn.
Jessica.
Amaya.
Eve.
It's the same story every time. They meet, they...
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The moment Carolina immediately found Jackson, she shoved him against the lockers, to his and Jay's surprise. "Were the hell were you yesterday?!" She snapped.
Jackson looked over as Jay, as if asking him if he can believe what he's seeing and Jay simply shrugs and takes a step back. "What is your problem?" Jackson asked as he stood up straighter.
"My problem?" Carolina repeated. She looked around and saw people were watching and quickly snatched his wrist, dragging him to a much more secluded hallway. "My problem is that winter formal is this weekend, I'm campaigning as queen, and I️ don't give a shit if you're not running for king but I'll be damned if I️ show up and you're not my date!" She scolds.
Jackson rolled his eyes. "And how is this my problem?" He seethes.
Carolina takes a step back and scoffs at him. "Don't fucking test me cause I️ will ruin you just like I️ did Aaliyah."
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"Are you proud of that?" Jackson scoffs. "How can you live with yourself-"
"Oh my god," she throws her head back and groans. "Again? You should know by now that I️. Don't. Care." She tells him. "Now here's what you're gonna do," she points at him. "You're gonna publicly ask me to winter formal. And I️ mean in a big way. I️ want flowers, a bear, balloons, all of that. You got it?" She demands.
"I️ don't like you!" Jackson yells.
"I️ don't care!" Carolina yells back. "You got two days," she points before walking away from him. He lets out an exasperated sigh as his head hit the locker behind him. Damn it...
"Jack?" I️ hear somebody call. I️ open my eye and see Aaliyah look up at me with a concerned look on her face. "You okay?" She asks.
I️ stand up straight and face her, running a hand through my hair as I️ leaned against the lockers again. "Yeah, I'm great. You okay?" I️ ask her. Aaliyah shrugs before looking away. "What's wrong?" I️ ask.
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