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[CATALINA ROSE GARCIA]

School. It was like a serious punishment for all teenagers. She was a half a year away from graduating and it couldn't arrive any quicker. Its not like she wanted to get out there and start a career already but she had to help her mom. There was no way Kitty would allow her mother to work herself to death.

Kitty stood on her skateboard, casually rolling back and forth on the sidewalk, waiting for the bell to ring. School sucked to put it simply. Sighing she whined slightly, glancing up at the sky. It was a nice day out, cold but nice, which made school even less appealing. She glanced back down from the sky before Kitty could run into something or someone. After classes she had to go to the auto shop where she would work for a couple hours or you know... as long as she could get away with it.

She smiled and shook her head, rather amused. She was lucky to have the friends that she did. They didn't care about her home life and they always made sure she had fun and didn't work herself to death. She was a workaholic, like mother like daughter. But even with the greatest friends in the world... she yearned for something more, something more fulfilling, something her mother had never gotten to experience and had regretted. She remembered all those nights where her mother lay awake, crying. Her mother never knew she had seen but she had. It looked painful, heartaches and lonliness. That scared her more than death. Kitty guessed school was good for that at least, it forced her to interact with others. Maybe her savior was there, hidden in one of the classrooms.

Kitty hissed as her board caught on something and sent her falling onto the ground. She whined and stood slowly, flustered at falling. She wasn't a newbie, skating wasn't hard, she shouldn't be falling around. Sighing she brushed off her jeans, looking around for where her board had rolled off too, limping slightly after it. She wasn't hurt bad or anything, just a bruise on her knee but boy did it hurt like a bitch.

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[JACKSON XAVIER FORD]

there were a lot of things jackson hated, but school was definitely at the top of the list. reading was boring and writing was even worse. his attention span was pretty limited when he wasn't conversing with a girl, so, unless it was an attractive female teacher, good luck getting him to pay any sort of attention to what the lesson was. jackson didn't really care, though. if he flunked out, so much the better. his main reason for coming was the girls; and the fact his mom would probably kill him if he didn't go.

jackson pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it. he wasn't a chain smoker, yet, but it had definitely become a daily ritual. well, several times a day. he took a pull off it, then let the smoke come out his nose. he was waiting for the bell to ring, wondering once again why he didn't just dropout. jackson loved his mom, and, though he'd never admit it, didn't want to disappoint her by doing that. it was bad enough he was eighteen and only a junior. but that wasn't really his fault. all the treatments and hospital visits had interfered a lot, and it didn't help he put absolutely no effort into learning anything. jackson had no interest in any of the subjects, not even the sex ed ones, since he already knew everything they were teaching. he probably knew more about it than the teacher. he smiled to himself as that thought crossed his mind.

he began walking towards the school, having been leaning against a tree that was a bit farther away. most everyone else had already entered the building. those that hadn't were texting, chatting with a friend, making out or flirting. jackson noticed one girl, though, not talking to anyone. she was on a skateboard and looked to be a tomboy. most skater girls were. he recognized her but couldn't remember her name. or maybe he'd never even known what it was. jackson continued in her general direction, since she was on the sidewalk that led to the school doors. he kept his eyes on her as he walked, still smoking his cigarette as he went. he gave a snort of laughter when she fell, laughing more as she recovered herself. the skateboard had rolled in jackson's direction, so he picked it up, walking over to her with a big grin on his face.

"a little more practice might help that," he told her with a crooked smile, smirking a bit, as he handed the board back to her, obviously holding back a bit of laughter still. of course, jackson wouldn't be able to do any better, since he'd never used one before. but she would have no way of knowing that.

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[CATALINA ROSE GARCIA]

Kitty blinked and glanced up at the newcomer. She felt her face flush and her heart skipped a beat. He was awfully cute she couldn't help but notice. She studied him a moment, realizing she did indeed know him, if only from afar. He was in one of her classes. He always seemed... not present? At least mentally. He was a fellow school hater too it seemed. She flushed again, this time in embarrassment, realizing he was speaking and she wasn't totally paying attention.

Kitty shook her head trying to dispel the current thoughts bouncing around in her head as his words finally reached her consciousness. She scowled and glared up at him, taking the board back. "No one can skate in this weather. Joints are frozen stiff. 'Sides I'd like to see you do better." She half teased, half challenged, the scowl disappearing into an amused grin.

She found herself not looking directly into his eyes for fear of getting lost in them again. She didn't want to seem rude and get caught staring open mouthed like a goldfish or something. So instead she spoke to his eyebrows. He seemed like a troublemaker with the way he dressed and smoked, right down to the way he held himself. He had almost an arrogance about him. But there was something else too, that Kitty noticed and it intrigued her more than his handsome face. He had secrets, of course everyone did, but she was finding herself wanting to discover his, like they were some lost treasure.

Kitty shivered and tugged her beanie down on her head a bit more, making sure her ears were covered. "Wait till spring and I'll be amazing once more. That is if there's not too much mud, wheels tend to get stuck." Glancing back at the school entrance she watched as the students filed inside sometimes one by one and other times in groups. "I think classes are starting..." She murmured more to herself rather than him. "I think we have... first period together. You're..." She searched her brain to find the correct name, "Jackson correct? Do you want to ditch class with me?"

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[JACKSON XAVIER FORD]

jackson nearly laughed again as she flushed. could have been from embarrassment or the fact that he was giving her one of his charming smiles. his ego told him it was the later, or maybe even both. either way, it was amusing to him. jackson remembered her now. they had one class together, he didn't know which, but he remembered catching her looking at him more than once. again, no name came to mind.

he smiled as she glared at him; girls were always cuter when mad, and she was certainly no exception. "you're welcome," jackson said, as she took her board back, a bit sarcastically, since she hadn't thanked him. he raised an eyebrow at her reply. "so why you tryin?" he asked, with a short laugh. jackson shrugged. "naw. wouldn't wanna show off, ya know." he winked, dropping his cigarette on the ground and stomping it out. of course, he was totally the show off type, if he knew what he was doing, that is. jackson liked that she was joking with him already. most girls were too nervous around him to do so.

jackson studied the girl in front of him. she certainly had a nice body. skinny, but not overly. the skateboard gave away the fact that she was a skater. no duh. she was also a tomboy. between the converse and the skull bracelet, even the way she held herself, it was obvious. this was no girly girl, which wasn't a turn off for jackson. he liked all types of girls, with a few exceptions. he wondered what else of interest he'd find out about this girl. she wasn't typical, for sure.

he felt the wind pick up some, cursing the weather for the zillionth time, and crossed his arms, trying to stay a little warmer. jackson knew it would be warm inside, of course, but he'd almost rather freeze out here. "humble, too, i see," he noted, smirking once more. of course, he wasn't much better; probably worse. jackson followed her gaze, noticing everyone else heading inside. he nodded, but made no move to head in that direction, smiling as he saw that she hadn't either. he really couldn't remember what period it was, but he acted like he did, anyway. "yeah, i think so." jackson wasn't surprised when she knew him by name. most girls at the school did, he thought smugly. "the one and only," he replied with a wink. "i'm afraid i don't know yours, though.." he grinned at her question. "ohhh, no.. i'm far too dedicated a student to do something like that," jackson replied, feigning seriousness. he winked at her once more, a crooked smile on his face, then began walking away from the school without another word. of course he wanted to ditch classes.

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[CATALINA ROSE GARCIA]

Kitty grinned and shrugged slightly. "Thank you." She said in response, trying hard to ignore his charms. It really wasn't working too well and she was pretty sure he was aware of it. The jackass. She bit her bottom lip, holding back the giggles that threatened to overtake her. "Yeah okay, you'll have to prove it cause I'm not buying what you're selling."

Kitty raised an eyebrow, finally letting her eyes meet his, feeling like she wouldn't lose her mind to girlish thoughts. Was he checking her out? A shiver ran down her spine, feeling like maybe he was judging her. She stood up a little straighter, almost feeling like she might have to defend herself. She was much more woman than any other girl at the school.

She flipped her hair over her shoulder and batted her eyes jokingly. "I am amazing I know..." She snorted and set her board on the ground, standing back on top of it. "The name's Catalina but everyone just calls me Kitty. Don't feel bad for not knowing my name..." Of course he totally seemed broken up about it, "I kind of just blend in and no one really wants to remember my name."

She bit back a sigh, trying to keep the sadness away. Her home life sucked, no need to make the rest of her day miserable too. "I can tell you're very serious about studying by the way you sleep in class." She teased, following him on her board. "I didn't mean to twist your arm on it, you don't have to come you know."

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[JACKSON XAVIER FORD]

he nodded, having already said 'you're welcome'. seemed kinda silly to say it again. jackson would never get tired of watching the affect he had on girls. his ego wouldn't let him, and it didn't help that each time they reacted that way, it got a little bigger. jackson put on an innocent look, shrugging again. "you said yourself; it's too cold for it," he replied. "and i have bad joints as it is. you'd never know it by looking at me, but i do." he kept that overly innocent expression on his face for the entire little speech, dropping it as soon as he was done.

jackson met her gaze, knowing he was making her a bit uncomfortable. she stood a little taller, which was funny because of how short she was. he allowed a small smile to lift the corner of his mouth as he looked down at her. and what a way down. jackson didn't know exactly how tall she was, but he was over six feet and she was quite a bit shorter than that. she'd need a step ladder just to get high enough to kiss him.

he laughed as she joked with him, and it was a genuine laugh. she was funny. ahhh, now jackson remembered. "oh, right. i remember now." whether or not she'd believe him about that, he didn't know, or care. but he remembered hearing her name before. jackson was always listening to gossip, so that could have been when it'd come up. "i don't know about that.." he said, when she mentioned blending in. and who wouldn't want to remember her name?

jackson heard what he thought was a bit of a sigh, even though she tried to hide it. she seemed sad for a moment, but made a quick recovery, so he moved on. he didn't do well in those situations, especially with someone he didn't know well. with his family and really close friends it was different, though. with them, jackson didn't hide anything. well, almost. "not sleeping.. that's called resting your eyes," he informed, pretending to be serious once again. he glanced down at his arm, prodding it a little with his hand. "the arms fine, really," jackson let her know, grinning. he pulled out a flask, which he almost always had on him, like the cigarettes, and took a sip. they were far enough away from the building by now to not get caught, he figured, so he wasn't worried. "and yes, i know." jackson slid it back into the inner pocket of his jacket, then pushed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "where we headed?" he asked, figuring he'd leave it up to her, since she'd given him the invite.

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[CATALINA ROSE GARCIA]

Kitty laughed, stuffing her hands in her pocket as she listened to his excuses. Of course he could dish it out but wouldn't step up to the plate to take the challenge. Some man he was. She grinned, eyes sparkling with amusement. -"Of course... I mean I don't want you to break a hip out here on the ice old man."

She wanted to kick herself. Why did she find him so attractive? She was so short compared to him, it was just silly. The board gave her about 3 or 4 inches in height but still she was like... a foot off. She was just too... funny looking to be considered attractive, especially to him. Kitty hated to admit it but... she had watched him around school more often than she meant. He didn't go for girls like her, he went for your typical beauties. Something she would never be with her Spanish heritage and tomboyish ways.

"Yeah okay you do..." She teased, sticking her tongue out slightly at him. She didn't really believe him but he didn't really have a reason to lie to her either, they didn't know each other well or even at all. They only shared one class and neither of them were very talkative in that class. "Well you rest your eyes an awful lot, maybe you should talk to your doctor about that."

She rolled along the sidewalk, glad for the boost in height, which had never been something that had crossed her mind in the past. She paused to think about where she wanted to go. It was too cold to just hang around the park or something like a bum. "We could go down to the shops and get breakfast or something. Its a lot better than going home..." She wasn't sure what his family life was like but no one would be home to yell at her for skipping and sadly that was kind of depressing to her.

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[JACKSON XAVIER FORD]

jackson knew he wasn't fooling her, nor was he trying to. he grinned as she laughed. he liked her life quite a bit, he found. he nodded at her agreement. "exactly!" jackson replied, then added, "but i am not an old man.. i resent that remark." he could have mentioned the fact that they were the same age, thus making her old, too.

despite the fact she wasn't a curvier girl, or the typical blonds he went after, jackson still was attracted to her. it wasn't a severe attraction, but that didn't matter. she also wasn't the hottest girl he'd ever seen, but she was still hott. he didn't know which he liked better. taller girls or short ones. taller was hotter, usually, but short girls were cute. plus, some of them could be firecrackers, and that was definitely very attractive. to him, anyway. jackson liked the feisty types.

jackson chuckled at her skepticism. "i mean it," he replied, pretending to be offended that she doubted him. he knew she was teasing him, but he figured she really didn't believe that he did. oh well. she didn't have to. jackson nodded. "i've been considering that." of course, he was only joking, because he hadn't, and probably never would. he didn't want another reason for having to see a doctor, even if it was only for his eyes. jackson was sick of doctors, period. and hospitals.

he continued to walk, glancing at her once in a while, as he waited for her to decide where to go. jackson didn't feel like being outside long; he was already pretty cold. his nose was red by now, and his cheeks were getting there, too. "the shops it is, then," he replied, nodding. that sounded good to him, especially since he was starting to get hungry. jackson didn't ask about her home life; he'd get to that. right now he just wanted to get inside. he quickened his pace, knowing she could easily keep up on her skateboard.

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[CATALINA ROSE GARCIA]

Kitty grinned and shook her head slowly, glancing up at him. "Yeah okay, not old just aged right? I see the wrinkles starting to form." She stuck her tongue out slightly, teasingly. "But don't worry, I'm sure you can get girls at the nursing home."

She was glad to be heading somewhere warmer, the weather was not exactly ideal. She shivered and pulled her coat closer to herself, hoping to get inside and shed some of the layers she had bundle herself with that morning. She kept rolling along beside him, easily keeping up and wanting to hurry just as much as he probably did.

Casually she searched her jacket pocket, wondering what she had for cash on her. Barely anything. She needed to work more at the shop so she had some spending money. Most of her income went straight to bills... or she hoped it did. A lot of times she wondered if her mother just but alcohol with it. With the lack of money in her pocket and lack of food in her stomach she was wondering if skipping school was the best decision. At least at school she was on the free lunch program. Too late to go back now. Breakfast wasn't important or anything...

"So mister scholar, you jumped real quick on the idea of skipping, got a test or something?" It was kind of a joke but she was interested in knowing all the same why he seemed so... delinquent. It was a mystery she wanted to solve. "You hungry? I know old guys like you need to stick to a strict schedule."

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[JACKSON XAVIER FORD]

jackson shook his head, looking serious again. "i like to call it older. which is different than that," he informed her. "and they're not wrinkles.." he continued. "ever heard of laugh lines?" jackson turned to her, grinning and pointing to the creases at the corner of each eye. "ohh yeah," he said with feeling. "you wouldn't believe how hott their grand kids are. some real smokin teens, i'm tellin ya."

he glanced at her, noticing the shiver. it looked like she had more layers on than him, but maybe not. or it was just the fact that guys were usually warmer than girls. maybe catalina got cold easy or something. speaking of cold.. jackson felt as if it was getting even chiller, the wind picking up more. it wasn't bad enough to have the one, no. it had to be both. it may have been in the thirties, but it felt more like the twenties.

jackson's home life was pretty good. they weren't poor or anything, his mom being a biology professor, so the bills got paid. they were by no means rich, however. he had a job at the atlantica restaurant, so his mom didn't usually give him money. she didn't need to and jackson preferred it that way, anyway. the two of them were pretty close, though they didn't spend tons of time together. they were both gone all day for work and school, and after that he'd head to his job or hangout with friends.

he shrugged at her question. "dunno, maybe. i just hate school." jackson never kept track of when tests were coming up. he'd no doubt flunk them anyway, whether he was expecting one or not, so why worry about it? he rolled his eyes at her wisecrack about the old guy thing again. "yeah, i am," he replied. jackson hadn't eaten much for breakfast. he usually didn't, because he wanted to have time for a cigarette. "you wouldn't believe how strict it is." he didn't mind continuing to play along. they reached the shopping outlet and jackson opened the door, letting kitty walk in first, then following her. he glanced around, not entirely sure what he was in the mood for.

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[CATALINA ROSE GARCIA]

Kitty grinned, knowing she was probably starting to get on his nerves. But what were guy friends for anyway? To mock and tease and wrestle with. Or she only assumed. Sure she fit in with them better than other girls but that didn't mean she totally understand how their brains worked. Sure they weren't complicated it was just hard to understand why they liked some things that they did. "Well okay, I'll give you that. Laugh lines are good, means you had a happy full-filling life, right? That's what I'm told at least."

It was definitely getting colder. At least it felt that way. Perhaps it was just cause they were hanging around outside longer than they wanted to. After all, the sun was stretching out farther as it climbed higher in the sky. Scientifically, it would be getting warmer. A breeze whipped by and chilled her straight to the bone with little fat getting in the way to defend her. She was ecstatic when they finally arrived at the outlet.

Pausing to pick up her board, she carried it indoors. Sure she skipped school and got into fights but she was mindful and courteous most days and wasn't about to roll around inside a building. "Well you figure out what you want to eat and I'm going to go grab myself a seat." Suddenly it was much warmer and she felt like she couldn't get her layers off fast enough. "Got to stuff my board in my bag."

She gave him a wave and wandered off a little ways to find a secluded table. It wasn't hard, being first thing in the morning, most people weren't wandering around shopping. Thankfully no one paid her any mind, it wasn't there business if she wasn't in school.

She set her board down on the chair and her bag on the table as she slowly pulled off her winter wear. Her beanie went into her bag, followed by her leather jacket and gloves. Finally she pulled off her long sleeve flannel shirt that was definitely too big for her, draping it over the table. Lastly, she crammed her board into her backpack, the top of it sticking out of it. She pushed her bag under the table and sat down, crossing her legs as she counted the money she had in her wallet, doing finances in her head.

With all the layers removed, Kitty was definitely more feminine. She had natural Latina curves, curves she liked to hide most days. She fluffed her long dark curly hair to get rid of any hat hair. She didn't care much about her appearance but she didn't want to look stupid all the same. She was still tiny and skinny though but that was do to a poor home life that... she didn't share with many people.

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[JACKSON XAVIER FORD]

jackson could tell kitty was accustomed to hanging out with boys, as opposed to girls. he still didn't know why he wasn't having his normal affect on her, though. he was behaving just as he usually did, so it must be her. she seemed at least partially immune to his charms. "yeah, i guess so," jackson responded, knowing that wasn't really true about him. of course, he wasn't at the end of his life. he was just beginning it, pretty much.

he stopped, waiting for her, then nodded when she told him to go ahead, waving back. jackson took his time, walking rather slowly, till he came to a mcdonalds. that was fine with him, and it wasn't like they had a huge selection. he got in line, wondering if he should get kitty something, too. but he wasn't sure that she wanted anything from here. jackson ordered two mcgriddles and two coffees, just in case. it was warm in the outlet, but he was still a little chilly from being outside. he put some cream and sugar in his coffee, sipping on it as he waited for his food, grabbing some extra cream and sweetener for her. he glanced around for kitty, wondering where she was. she'd catch up soon, jackson was sure.

jackson got his food, paid, then started back the way he'd come, wondering where she'd got to. he soon saw her, sitting at a table and counting her money. she'd taken all the layers off, and he could now see that she had more curves than he'd originally thought. jackson came up beside her, setting the coffee down and the bag next to it. "i got it," he said, letting her know she didn't need to worry about paying for it. jackson could be nice when he wanted to be, and he just happened to be in the mood. opening the bag, he pulled both mcgriddles out, setting one in front of her, and the other in front of himself. jackson sat, unwrapping his and digging in. he was hungrier than he'd realized, apparently. he took a sip of his coffee, then glanced her way. "so. how long have you lived here?"

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[CATALINA ROSE GARCIA]

Kitty blinked and glanced up as he rejoined her. She paused, watching as the food appeared in front of her. She debated on how to handle the situation. Should she yell at him? Give him money? She bit her bottom lip in an adorable way, finally stuffing her wallet back in her pocket, knowing she would pay him back one way or another, whether he liked it or not.

"Thanks." She smiled sweetly,wondering if he realized what he was doing to her. He couldn't be nice, cute AND pay for breakfast. Didn't he know it was hard enough trying not to swoon? All she wanted to do was melt into a puddle on the floor. She wanted to be the type of girl that would giggle and blush at him but her personality stopped her. She was too embarrassed to act like that. Hell she was embarrassed of her body. Boobs just tended to get in the way, especially when rough housing or playing sports. One way or the other they either created a blind spot or they were getting accidentally fondled. And she did mean accidentally. Most boys apologized right afterwards like they had touched their bro or something. Most boys forgot she had them. And bras were just a pain.

She took a bite of her sandwich and sighed happily. Boy breakfast tasted so good. She forgot what it tasted like. "Oh I do hope I get fat from this..." She giggled and glanced up at him. "Something so tasty has to have some sort of side effect..."

She tilted her head slightly at his question, wondering why he was asking. Did he never notice her before? Then again she couldn't remember him too much the farther back she thought. Maybe he had moved there? "I've lived here all my life. My mom moved here when she was pregnant with me." It was tough back then. Her mother only knew spanish so Kitty had grown up with that as her first language. It took her a little longer than the other kids to learn English in school but after awhile she got the hang of it and could now speak both fluently. "Have you been here all along?" She thought he had but perhaps her memory was failing her. They definitely didn't hang in the same circles but she was sure she had seen him when she was younger.

"I am paying you back for this." She added as an after thought, really hoping she wasn't being a pig, that definitely wasn't cute. She blinked a few times, flushing slightly as she realized she needed to blink more or he would think she was staring...

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[JACKSON XAVIER FORD]

jackson noticed her indecision about what to do. he wasn't going to accept any money, since he wasn't short on that and he figured that she was. he didn't mind paying, especially since money wasn't all that big a deal to him, just as long as he got what he wanted. and he usually did. jackson watched with satisfaction as she came to a decision and put her wallet away.

"sure," he replied, focusing more on his sandwich than what she was saying. selfish to the core, most of the time, anyway. jackson would be the first to tell anyone that he wasn't a good guy. probably because he was proud of the fact that he wasn't. he liked being the 'bad boy', way too much. now that he had that reputation, often times girls came to him, instead of the other way around. and that was just fine with him.

jackson smiled a little when she sighed after taking a bite. he'd just taken one himself, his mouth full. he snorted with laughter at her comment, finding it a bit puzzling. "most girls avoid fast food like crazy so they can keep their figures," he said. jackson had the feeling she didn't get three meals a day, most of the time. though he didn't show it, he was starting to feel bad for kitty. he never showed that side to anyone, except maybe his family and a few select friends. he had to give it to his mom. jackson's father may have been a jerk and divorced her, but she stayed strong and there was always food on the table. he couldn't remember a time when there wasn't. "yeah, for a lot people." jackson, however, never gained weight. it may have had something to do with the fact that he exercised regularly, but even if he didn't, his metabolism would no doubt take care of it. the exercising was mostly to gain muscle and stay in shape.

he was observant in someways, but in others, not so much. jackson saw so many girls, he didn't really remember how long he'd seen them around, or put any effort into trying to. some information was a bit useless, in his opinion, and he tended to forget those sorts of things. jackson bit into his sandwich again as he listened. he got curious about girls, often asking about their backgrounds, and just generally feeling them out. "what about daddy?" he asked, since she hadn't mentioned one. just her mom. jackson wondered how old she was, figuring they were probably the same age, or she could have a been a year younger. he wasn't always the best at judging how old a person was, however. "five years, i think." jackson hadn't really kept track, though he did remember it was after he'd thought the cancer was beat. he was fourteen at the time and his hair had just grown back in, though still pretty short.

"you can try," jackson replied, that cocky tone in his voice as he made eye contact with her. she blinked a few times, bringing a small smirkish smile to his face. he didn't look away, enjoying how uncomfortable girls got under his gaze and the fact that he was so bold.

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Kitty found herself falling into her normal routine, finding herself getting way too comfortable around Jackson, like she did with most boys. She mentally kicked herself, knowing she was pulling up to the friend-zone where she would forever be stuck, just like all the others. It was embarrassing and sometimes she wished she could like girls but she didn't. Even though many girls mistook her for a lesbian. Not that she had anything against them, she just wasn't one. She wanted to be girly and like pink frilly things... she just couldn't... didn't know how.

"I've never really had to worry about my figure..." At least she never had to worry about getting fat. Getting too skinny on the other hand was a different story. "My metabolism runs too fast and I am very active with sports and stuff so my body practically begs for fast food." She was very careful not to mention anything about money or home troubles. She was very sensitive to it. Got almost defensive about her mother who really wasn't that great of a mother. One day she would realize this though and get out of her house.

She went quiet for a few minutes, thinking about what he had asked, picking at her sandwich, not sure what to say. What was there to say? "I don't know who my father is." She said finally and shrugged. "He's never been in the picture and my mother doesn't say anything about him so..." She shrugged nonchalantly. She didn't care to find him either. If he didn't want to be in her life, he had his reasons, so why drag him into it?

"Five years? Yeah that seems about right. I've seen you around for awhile." Well she had been practically stalking him. Kitty didn't mean to, she just found him so adorable from day one. She had seen him change as he grew up, as they both grew up. They had a few classes together over the years but barely spoken. This was like a dream come true for her. She always wondered about his past but she sensed that he, like her, didn't really want to disclose everything.

She shifted slightly uncomfortably in her seat, seeing him stare at her. God why did he have to do this to her? She could see that he knew what he did to her and still he did it. The fact that she was getting flustered by his eyes was frustrating her and... pissing her off a little. All these feelings were new and odd and she simplydidn't know what to do about them. "Well... I'm pretty sneaky you know. I'll get you one day, even if its not today."

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