leaving me in the kitchen, kenzie walked upstairs with gabriel on her hip and i found my way to the fridge. i took out two beers, settling them on the counter then began searching for a bottle opener.

i heard the front door open then close again, so i poked my head back into the living room to see jack entering.

"hey" he messed up the young children's hair. "has mom gone already?".

"just left" jasmine responded.

seeing me watching him ahead, jack strode into the kitchen with a cheeky smile. i quickly returned back to what i was doing and soon found the opener.

i began popping the beer tops off and as soon as i did the first one, jack grabbed the beer and started gulping it down.

"hey!" i exclaimed, trying to get it back from him.

"my house, my beers" he held it up at a height i couldn't reach, making me give up.

i sighed and got another from the fridge before noticing how quickly jack returned home from his obvious dick appointment.

"back already?" i questioned, taking a smaller sip than jack did.

"nina and i have been doing this for days now, not exactly rocket science" he shrugged.

"you know that being that fast isn't exactly a good thing" i gestured my drink to him. "if you know what i mean".

"okay, i was in a rush" he tried to defend.

"sure you were".

jack purposely came behind me to lean over my shoulder and take a few chips from the open bag on the counter.

"well, if you want" he began, lowering his mouth to my ear. "i can show you how long i can really go for, baby".

there he goes again calling me baby but now with his body pressed against mine. i could suddenly feel the room getting hotter and chills running down my spine, but i took no notice and faced him.

"no, thanks" i declined with a grimace. "it's pretty nasty how you freely fuck girls around here".

"i'm not stupid. do i look like i want a hoodrat girl coming over here claiming i'm her baby daddy? there's a thing called condoms, plus i don't give oral unless i'm really into them".

"but they give you oral?".

"glad we're on the same page" he nudged my arm then headed towards the staircase with his beer, and i followed with mine and kenzie's.

"their mouths could still have stds, you know" i pointed out when we reached the hallway.

jack threw his head back in annoyance then turned with a proud smirk plastered on his face, "jealous?".

"no, it's just a bit immature to be that uncareful is what i'm saying. right, kenzie?" i called out and she leant against the doorway of the bedroom up ahead.

"i really don't care about what my brother does with his dick, sofia" she told me.

"exactly and neither should you" jack added. "unless you're jealous of course".

i rolled my eyes and purposely brushed past him to get to the kenzie's room. he's insane if he thinks that i'd be jealous when today is literally the second day that we've met.

"i'm gonna shower" he announced, entering the bathroom with his beer and holding the door open. "sofia, wanna join me? a hot shower could really relieve that jealousy tension?".

"fuck you, gilinsky".

"wouldn't you like to, baby" he responded, making me shake my head.

quickly glancing behind me, i caught him bite down on his bottom lip at me, walking into his sister's room. just as he closed the door, kenzie banged against it.

"hurry up so you can take gabriel! it's your turn!" kenzie yelled.

"yeah, yeah" jack carelessly replied.

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to my surprise, jordan had made dinner when i came home but it was only spaghetti so it wasn't anything difficult or fancy.

after hanging out at the gilinsky house all evening, i realised that i'd forgotten about signing that behavioural letter.

leaving my room, i found a pen nearby in the kitchen and started to practice a fake signature for my dad on a napkin.

"what is that?" dad asked, going over to the pot of spaghetti to make himself a bowl.

i ignored him until jordan entered and peered over me to check out what i was doing.

"god! it's nothing!" i hid the letter behind my back from jordan's nosey smirk.

"you better not be doing any fraud shit that will get me in trouble with the cops" dad warned me.

i rolled my eyes and continued practicing a signature until jordan let out a big laugh.

"i recognise that! congratulations on getting in trouble on your first day, you're most definitely a sanchez" he clapped his hands together.

"well i've gotta sign it or else a parent will be called to come in for a meeting" i explained. "and by parent, i unfortunately mean you".

"a meeting?!" dad exclaimed with a mouth full of food. "you need to fucking behave and tell them that i don't have time for that parent teacher shit".

"yes, because you're so busy probably hooking up with prostitutes after school" i retorted under my breath.

"you need to watch yourself" he pointed his finger at me.

i scoffed at his attempt to discipline me, "or what? you'll kick me out? just sign the letter and this will all be over with".

dad looked between jordan and i. he received a shrug from my brother, then put his food down to snatch the letter and pen away from me.

i folded my arms and pursed my lips in annoyance.

"don't make that face" dad glanced at me and told. "your mother used to make this face, i hate it".

i rolled my eyes, waiting impatiently for him to sign and once he did, i snatched the letter back from him and folded it into my jeans pocket.

"not so hard then, was it dad?" i said with a sarcastic smile edged across my face.

"fucking headache, you are" he muttered, taking his food into the living room and i proceeded to get my bowl of spaghetti too.

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