Dope-Soap
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Thread Topic: Dope-Soap
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Jackson grinned and tilted his head a bit, "Hmm," He stared into space like he was thinking of something interesting. Then he looked back at her, "The same thing you want."
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"You want to leave? Great!" She cheered before bursting into laughter at her own sarcasm. "The door is-a-that-a-way!" Kylie told him, pointing at the door behind him, her hand nearly touching his cheek when she stuck it out to point.
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Jackson rolled his eyes and grabbed her hand, "Come on. Let's be serious, for now." He traced circles on her palm, and smirked. "Your ex cheated on you, right?"
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Kylie hated to admit it, but the way he touched her sent shivers up her arm. She quickly pulled her hand away from him, glaring at him. "Yeah, So what?" She asked, looking at the ground in frustration..
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"Jaden cheated on you." Jackson said with no emotion whatsoever, "With a f---ing slut." He spat. "I know you want to get revenge on him so bad. And let's say I have my reasons why I want to do so too. So let's do it this way, we'll date in public to scrunch it up his face. And to put some fun to it....whoever falls in love with each other in the next three months will be the loser."
"If you fall in love with me in that time span, I'll be the winner. If in anyway you were to win which I highly doubt, I'll give up the drinking, cigarettes and the player life." -
I raised my eyebrow in suspicion and studied him with a frown. "And, if we were to do that, what would happen if you win?" I asked, crossing my arms.
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"That's for me to know." Jackson grinned, boyishly.
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"I'm not gonna agree to a bet that I don't know the consequences to. Door is that way, in case you've forgotten." She told him, putting the cupcakes Jennifer decorated earlier into the display case.
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"Ugh, such a brat." He muttered under his breath. "Okay. I haven't decided what will happen if I win, okay? So stop being difficult, babugirl." He smirked. "Why do I get the feeling that youre afraid that you might fall for me?"
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*babygirl
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Kylie snorted and rolled her eyes. "Me? Fall for you? I'd say I'd rather barf my brains out, however that would be the only event that I could see cause me to fall for you." Kylie told him in disgust, rolling her eyes. "I'm not you baby girl. As for being a difficult brat, I have my reasons." She added.
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"Ha, you're a bit confident." Jackson grabbed the pen out of the pocket of Kylie's uniform top and he stretched out her arm and started noting down some numbers which might just be his phone number.
He finishes of his little art and tosses the pen back at her. "Call me" he whispered giving her a quick wink as he turned around and dashed out of the door.
More like "call me" when you're up for the challenge. -
Kylie pressed her lips together both in anger and to contain her... She wants to call it discomfort... At his touch. Kylie growled when he left the cafe and ran in the kitchen. Blushing slightly with a look of frustration, she attempted to wash the ink off her arm in frustration. However the ink didn't come off. Kylie sighed, changing into a long sleeved version of her uniform in the staff room to hide the writing before returning to the counter. She was exhausted and flustered, so she spent her breaks listening to loud metal music through head phones to purposely make herself angry and irritated. She also splashed cold water in her face as often as she could.
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TIMESKIP**
Jackson came back home. He locked the front door and made his way to the living room. The first thing he did was check his phone. "Would you look at that...11:56pm and she hasn't ringed yet." He pouted and smirked at the same time before scrolling down to see Jaden's posts of him and his girlfriend at a party 2 hours ago. (And thats where Jackson came back from. BTW, when is ur birthday?) -
(My birthday? March 19.)
Kylie frowned as she listened to her little sister chatter on and on about her day. Kylie was trying everything to get the stupid ink off her arm. However, even if she could get the ink off, she already memorized the number. "What is that?" Her sister finally asked. Kylie thought she was going to get lucky and that her sister wouldn't notice the number. Nope. "I'm going to bed." Kylie announced, leaving the room. As she fell asleep in her own bed, she was thankful for the end of the temptation to do something with the number.
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