SIXTEEN ; and already Jax is wearing a PROSPECT jacket. A jacket that HE knows bears the weight of a LEGACY. Uncertain about future but, one thing is for CERTIN — he’ll eventually drop out of high school. Teachers say he’s BRIGHT, if he only applied himself to classes. ARM goes to rest upon brunette’s shoulders; a BRUNETTE that he’s tried for the majority of FRESHMAN year to get the attention of. FINGERS softly play with the ends of tresses as he gives her a smile, ❛❛ What’re you doing for the rest of the day ? ❜❜ ALREADY has a mischievous look on face. Teller charm as always working in his advantage ( or so he thinks ). SOMETHING about her, he can’t quite bear to be away from her for a mere hour. The kind of love that BORDERS on infatuation, and insanity. Wraps a strand of her hair around finger as he clears throat, ❛❛ I was I don’t know was thinkin’ that we could sort of skip last period. ❜❜ DIGITS getting tangled up in her hair that SPILLS upon shoulders.
AVOIDS her gaze as smile still remains, ❛❛ Don’t tell me, you plan on staying all day. ❜❜ Tone teasing though, that’s one of the things he LOVES about Tara. She wants to get out of this town, wants to make something of herself, and while he KNOWS he’ll never be there by her side as she decides to leave Charming behind he can’t help but imagining what it would be LIKE. ❛❛ You’re gonna try to convince me to do the SAME aren’t you ? ❜❜ As cobalt blues finally land upon warm brown hues, and how he loves those eyes. Those eyes that fill with warmth, and remind him that there is some goodness in the world.
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