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no...but Lucie and I went outside and she dared me to sing a song so I sang freeze your brain really loud...and it turned out my dad was on the porch😂
and luckily he didn’t mention it
ye?
ye
Jackson was outside in a dumpster with the puppy. He was probably sleeping with it. How cute. || Chloe decided to go out on her own and skip around New York. Genius.
Alex and Eliza has ended up falling asleep on the fire escape. Together. And it was adorable.”
Jackson walked up to the fire escape and stood next to Alex and Eliza, watching them like Napolean would. || Okay so apparently Chloe ended up at a strip club?
Alex felt Jackson watching him and opened his eyes. “What’s going on...Jackson?”
“Nothing. I was just... standing here... watching you...” Jackson said.
(ELISZA)
“Wait...h-how long have you been here?!” Alex asked
(ZOEY)
“A few minutes...” Jackson said.
(LOOK)
“Oh.” Alex stood up. “Okay, that’s fine.”
(ELIZA IS SO HAPPY AND ANGELICA LOOKS DISGUSTED AND PEGGY IS JUST CONFUSED)
(yeep)
“Did you think I was watching you all night?” Jackson laughed.
(WHAT SCENE IS THAT FROM)
“Uhm...well...it was a possibility.” Alex shrugged
(...helpless. duh.)
“I don’t think I’d be able to stay awake that long.” Jackson said.
(“THEN YOU LOOK BACK AT ME AND SUDDENLY I’M HELPLEEEESSSSS”)
“I suppose not.” Alex sighed.
“Guess What.” Jackson said.
“What?” Alex asked
“I named the puppy Ankle.” Jackson said.
“Why would you name it that?” Alex said
“Because in the middle of my sleep, it bit my ankle.” Jackson said.
“Are you okay?” Alex laughed.
“Yeah I’m fine. Just a little mad.” Jackson glared at Ankle who he was holding in his arms.
“Aw...Wait. Jackson....what’s the date?” Alex asked
“Tuesday, May 8th. Why?” Jackson said.
“Ah...n-no reason.” Alex said, looking down at the floor.
(I forgot to tell you something)
“Are you sure about that?” Jackson asked.
(yes?)
“Yeah...it’s nothing you need to worry about...” Alex said
(yesterday my sister turned 10. so... yay for her.)
(good for her.)
“If you insist...” Jackson shrugged. || Lisa is still back at the school. She has conducted a meeting with all the pets, including a turtle that randomly showed up there, and was talking to them. “Do you guys know why they left me?”
(I am so enthusiastic and excited for her.)
Eliza, who had been awake the entire time, looked up at Jackson and Alex. “Guys. I know who killed my brother.”
“I’m not gonna ask how much you’ve heard, but who do you think killed your brother?” Jackson asked.
“A good friend of Alex’s. Henry Livingston.” Eliza said
“Wasn’t that the guy who came over and picked us up the other day?” Jackson asked.
Alex nodded. “That...that makes a ton of sense. How did you know Eliza?”
“That...” Jackson began, but couldn’t finish his sentence. || “It’s pretty lonely.” Lisa sighed. “But Hey! You guys are pretty awesome! Even if you can’t talk back, you’re still awesome!”
Eliza held up a phone that clearly wasn’t hers. “Phillip’s phone. I read through his text messages and they all point to Henry.” Eliza said. “Unlike you two, some of us actually did some sleuthing.”
“Well I had no idea who these people were. I even tried. But it turns out that my giant bird theory was incorrect...” Jackson sighed.
“I was mostly talking about you’re little friend over there.” Eliza rolled her eyes. || “I’m not little!” Alex said
Jackson blushed when he realized what Eliza was talking about. “You’re Not little, you’re tiny.”
“Come on Alex, we all know you’re short.” Eliza sighed. || “Y-you aren’t allowed to upset me today you know.” Alex said.
“What’s so special about today? Is today your birthday?” Jackson asked.
“My birthday was months ago.” Alex said. “One year ago today John Laurens was killed.” || “Oh golly...I had almost forgotten...” Eliza said
“Him...” Jackson looked down. “Alexander... I- I’m so sorry...” Oh snap. He said Alexander.
“Oh my god Jackson I think that was the first time you’ve ever called me that.” Alex said. “A-and don’t be sorry...”
“It is?” Jackson asked. “I’m sorry... I didn’t even realize what I was saying...”
“I-It’s fine....I don’t care.” Alex said
Jackson looked down, speechless.
“Ehm...I think I’ll just...uh...go back inside.” Eliza said awkwardly
“Okay...” Jackson nodded.
Eliza went back inside and a minute later could be heard crying. || “I-I hope she’s okay...” Alex said
Chloe ran into the apartment, either drunk high, or both, in a jumpsuit that had the design of the American flag on it and was wearing safety goggles. “Liza! The taco-planes! We have to set them freeee!!” || “I think she’ll be fine.” Jackson said.
Eliza was sitting on the floor holding a photo and sobbing hysterically. || “Yeah...although really she probably won’t be...” Alex sighed
“Liza?” Chloe tilted her head to the side and sat next to her. “You Okay?” || “Well... we’ll never know unless we spy on her....” Jackson said.
“No...I’m not okay....” Eliza whispered. || “I’m not going to be spying on my...uh...friend?” Alex said, unsure what to call Eliza now
“Wanna talk about it?” Chloe put her arm over Eliza’s shoulders. || “Wait.” Jackson had to contemplate this. Ex-girlfriend... then enemies... the friends... “Ex-frenemies. You’re ex-frenemies.”
Eliza shook her head. “I-It isn’t your problem...” || “Maybe...maybe just friends...” Alex said
“Okay...” Chloe sighed. “Just know that I’m here for you...” || “I guess tat works too.” Jackson said.
“There’s really nothing you can do.” Eliza sighed. || “I-It’s a little weird you know...” Alex said
“Well... whatever it is that made you sad... I may not be able to do anything about it, but I could try and take your mind off of it?” Chloe said. || “...I owe Eliza and apology.” Jackson said.
“Good luck with that.” Eliza smiled a bit. || “For What?” Alex asked
“Wanna help me free the taco-planes?” Chloe asked. || “For stealing you from her.” Jackson sighed.
“Shut up Chloe.” Eliza said. || “She probably doesn’t even care...” Alex said, but the look on his face said otherwise.
“Okay.” Chloe said quietly. || “Oh god I feel awful...” Jackson said.
“I-I meant stop talking nonsense...not stop talking...” Eliza said. || “Jackson...don’t you dare feel bad. This is my fault, not yours.” Alex said
“Oh.” Chloe smiled. “But you see, it’s not nonsense! I met this guy at a club and I ended up doing a plant called pot, even though it looked nothing like a pot and then I’m pretty sure I git drunk. And I somehow ended up in this weird jumpsuit thingy.” She said, gesturing to her American flag jumpsuit. “And at one point, we had a taco-plane throwing competition in someone’s basement. Taco-planes are like paper-airplanes but with tacos instead.” || “No, it’s mine. I was the one who started it...” Jackson said.
“Like I said, nonsense.” Eliza shrugged. || “You did not.” Alex said. “This is all me...believe me.”
“They need to be freed, Eliza!” Chloe laughed. “Freeeeed!” || “Just how is it your fault?” Jackson asked.
“That’s it. I’m leaving.” Eliza left, still carrying the photo. || “How is it not my fault?!” Alex asked
“Elizaaaa.... Please don’t leave meeee....” Chloe said, obviously drunk. || “I’m the one who kissed you first!” Jackson sighed.
“Yeah, But...I let you.” Alex said. “And Anyway, it doesn’t matter now.”
“Face it, we both owe her an apology.” Jackson said.
“No...I owe her a million apologies.” Alex said
“Less than that. I’d say at most, a hundred.” Jackson said.
“Fine. Let’s just say I owe her three years worth of apologies.” Alex said
“That’s definitely over a million. Over a trillion, I bet. You can probably get 4,000 or less apologies in in one day, considering how much you talk. If you multiply that by the number of days in a year, you’ll have apologized about 1,460,000 times in one year. Then multiply that by three for the three years, you’ll have apologized 4380000 times in 3 years. That’s a lot of apologies.” Jackson said. He’s pretty Dāmn good at math
Alex just stared at Jackson for a minute before responding. “Y-Yeah...I think that would be correct...”
“What? You’re looking at me weird...” Jackson said.
“This would be the first time I’ve actually felt like someone is smarter than me...” Alex smiled. “I’m impressed.”
“What Do you mean ‘smarter than you’? Doesn’t everyone know how to multiply easy stuff like that?” Jackson asked.
“Ah...well...no. Not really.” Alex said. “I know Eliza definitely can’t.”
“Can you?” Jackson asked.
“Yeah. But that’s because math is the only thing I’m good at.” Alex said
“Well if you’re having a hard time with Literature and writing, maybe you could go see Chloe.” Jackson smirked.
“That’s actually the only other thing I’m good at.” Alex shrugged.
“Oh guess what I learned today!” Jackson smiled.
“What?” Alex asked
“I learned how to kill someone with a pencil.” Jackson said.
(AAAAAAAHHHHHH ELISZAAAAAAA)
“You wanna try it on me?” Alex held out a pencil to Jackson
(what?)
“I would, but I don’t want you to die.” Jackson said.
(STEPHEN HAWKING DIED EARLIER THIS YEAR)
“Yeah, But you see, I most likely wouldn’t end up dying.” Alex said
(Who?)
“How do you know that?” Jackson asked.
(STEPHEN HAWKING. LIKE THE MOST POPULAR SCIENTIST EVER.)
“I don’t. But based on how many times I should have died and didn’t, I’d say I have e pretty good chance of surviving.” Alex said
(...)
“This will directly affect your brain. I’d have shove it through your ear then it would come in direct contact with your brain. That’s dangerous.” Jackson said.
(HOW HAVE YOU NOT HEARD OF HIM)
“Well somebody is gonna have to kill me at some point.” Alex shrugged. “Maybe I’ll just do it.”
(I have no life. that’s how.)
“Knowing you, you’d probably get shot for arguing to much.” Jackson said.
(UUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHHH)
“Yeah...I can see that happening.” Alex laughed. (WOW THAT DOES HAPPEN)
“But I’m not gonna be the one to kill you, that’s for sure.” Jackson said (AARON BIRD SHOT HIM😂😂)
“No...you definitely won’t be.” Alex smiled. (AW COULD YOU IMAGINE HOW JACKSON WOULD REACT TO ALEX’S DEATH?!)
“So...” Jackson blushed. (HE’D PROBABLY BE SCREAMING FOR THE NEXT 7 HOURS AND THEN HE’D JUST HIDE IN HIS CLOSET AND CRY)
“So what?” Alex asked
(COULD YOU IMAGINE HAVING TO BE IN THE SAME ROOM AS JACKSON AND ELIZA WHEN ALEX DIED😂)
“I’ll tell you tomorrow. I’m too tired.” Jackson said.
(Jackson and Eliza: *non-stop screaming* Lafayette, all the way in France: Do I hear crying?)
“You’re gonna forget. But fine.” Alex said
“Night night.” Jackson blew Alex a kiss then walked down to his dumpster to go to sleep.
“Goodnight Jackson...” Alex said before leaving his apartment to go find a coffee shop
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