Ahhh sorry guys kept you waiting but heres a new chapterrr (Finally caught up with my school work :)
Jay Jay's POV
"Ah!"
OMG 5:45am already!?
I'm gonna be late for school!!
"Hurry up!" I hear that Horoscope's squeaky voice from the door.
"Coming!" I yell as I push the pizza box away from my bed.
Ok look I couldn't resist the 50% off that was such a good steal! Plus the pizza was amazing!
I stumble toward the mirror and immediately regret it.
"OH MY GOSH WHO IS THAT."
Spoiler alert: it's me.Eye bags? I look like a panda. Hair? Medusa chic. Uniform? Wrinkled like a tissue.
I splash water on my face like that'll erase my life choices. Nope. Still chaos.
Aries bangs on the door again. "We're leaving in five minutes!"
"FIVE MINUTES?!" I choke. I haven't even brushed my teeth yet!
It's a speedrun now—brush, tie, scramble, and shove random notebooks in my bag like I'm preparing for war. I sprint downstairs, practically hopping into my shoes.
Aries gives me that judgy older-brother-slash-fortune-teller stare. "You look… alive. Barely."
"Thank you! That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me."
He squints at me suspiciously. "What's that smell?"
"Smell?" I freeze. OH NO. THE PIZZA.
"Is that… pepperoni?"
"Nope!" I grab my bag. "Totally normal breakfast smell! Lets go lets go lets go!"
Aries groans into his palm. "Get in the car before I throw you in."
At school section E is just... section E?
Everyone's scrambled over the place, running around like if there is gonna be a nuclear attack.
Every single one of those snakes crowded of C-in to ask for his English notes for the English Test.
HUH!? WHAT ENGLISH TEST!? Omg I forgotttt!? I was too busy munching on pizza instead of studying for my test!? I AM LITTRELLY DONE FOR!
Kuya literally reminded me!!?? How Stupid can I be?
"Today?" I ask C-in
"YES TODAY!"
He shrugs. "You didn't study?"
"DO I LOOK LIKE SOMEONE WHO STUDIED!?" I fling my arms at my face, my hair, my wrinkled uniform. "I look like a crime scene!"
Ughhh!! Ok calm down Jay, calm down. Think of a way to fix this...
"Maybe you can fake being sick?" Calix offers, scrolling through his phone like my life isn't collapsing beside him.
I glare. "Oh yeah, sure, let me just vomit on command! That'll definitely work!"
"Hey, you asked."
"Useless!" I groan, dragging my hands down my face.
Ci-n laughs under his breath. "You said that about algebra too."
"Algebra is useless!" I snap, slamming my locker shut so hard it echoes down the hallway. "And so am I!"
"Pretty sure you're not," says a voice behind me.
Oh no. Not now.I turn around slowly—like maybe, if I move at the speed of regret, he'll vanish.
Of course not. It's Keifer.Leaning against the lockers like he's in a shampoo commercial. Bag slung over one shoulder. That calm look that makes me want to both scream and melt.
"Morning," he says, all chill, like my entire life isn't currently on fire.
"Don't 'morning' me!" I hiss. "I'm about to die!"
"Again?" he says, deadpan.
I glare. "Yes, AGAIN! English test! Today! Which I totally didn't forget about!"
Keifer raises one brow. "Right. And that pizza smell you brought to school was just part of your… study plan?"
I gasp. "How did you—WHO TOLD YOU?!"
What does this person have cameras!? My brain isn't even working right now!
"I wouldn't if you didn't eat on your english book..."
heh? What? I look down to my english book to see a clearly see-able stain
Seriously? ughhh
"How are you going to take care of our kids after we are married?"
HUH!?
I freeze.
WHAT.
WHAT DID HE JUST SAY.
"OUR WHAT!?" I practically screech, clutching my book like a shield. "K-KIDS!? MARRIED!? HELLO???"
Half the hallway turns to look. Of course they do. Because why suffer privately when you can do it publicly!
Keifer just stands there, totally calm, hands in his pockets, like he didn't just casually drop a nuclear bomb into my morning. "I'm just saying," he says smoothly, "if you can't handle a pizza box, how will you handle three toddlers?"
"TODDLERS?!" My voice cracks. "WHY ARE THEY MULTIPLYING?!"
He grins, and oh my gosh, I hate how good he looks doing that. "You started it."
"I DID NOT!"
"You did, technically. You called me insane last week. I'm just living up to expectations."
"KEIFER, THIS IS NOT HOW EXPECTATIONS WORK!"
Ci-n walks by just in time to witness my suffering, munching on his chips like it's entertainment. "Wait, did I just hear toddlers?"
I spin toward him. "NO YOU DIDN'T."
"She's naming them already," Keifer says, deadpan.
"KEIFER!"
Ci-n nearly chokes laughing. "Oh my god, you two need therapy."
"You're dead," I hiss, pointing at both of them. "You're both dead."
Keifer leans a bit closer, voice dropping just enough that it sends static through my brain. "Relax. I'm joking."
"You call that a joke!?"
He tilts his head. "You laughed, didn't you?"
"That was a panic laugh!"
His lips twitch like he's holding back another smirk. "Still counts."
I stare at him, wide-eyed, absolutely done with life. "You're impossible."
"And yet," he says softly, "you're still talking to me."
OH. MY. GOD.
Cheeks—red. Heart—doing gymnastics. Brain—no longer functioning.
"Stop saying things like that!" I hiss, turning away before he can see the chaos on my face.
He laughs quietly, that calm, annoyingly warm sound that always gets under my skin. "Fine," he says, falling into step beside me. "No more jokes."
"Good."
"Unless it makes you smile."
"KEIFER."
He just smiles wider.
And for some ridiculous reason… I can't stop smiling either.