So this is maybe close to what I imagined Ethan like...I guess we all think of his looks differently so comment how you imagine him like ^.^ 

Jackie's p.o.v

As we got inside my little sister Erika was staring at him with her mouth on the floor. And she says she knows how to act around boys better than me.Hah, At least I kept my face straight when I saw him.

“Hello.” He gave Erika a smile that she became putty on the floor. I am actually quite annoyed with guys like that. Those who get this kind of reaction to girls tend to have big egos.

“You can sit here.” She told him after she realized she had been staring.

He sat next to her and mom brought up dinner.”

After dad explained to Erika why he was here she started with her questions.

“So Ethan aren’t you supposed to go to school?”

“He is going to go with Jackie.” Dad said trying to be as simple as possible. He was probably going to fix things so Ethan looks like he’s been attending my school. FBI agents tend to be very efficient in making people do what they want them to do.

“Oh.” She said and kept quiet. I glanced at Ethan who was very calm. He probably already knew that dad had a plan and nothing would look suspicious. Except of course me trying to explain to Taz and Dom how I have never mentioned knowing him. On the bright side, I do have two friends so I only have to convince two people.

After dinner we usually just go to our rooms while mom and dad watch TV. I didn’t want to take Ethan to my room so I grabbed my coat and sat behind my house which had a big garden and a beautiful bench carved from dad for mom.

“It’s really peaceful here.” Ethan said and sat next to me.

“I don’t really have an interesting rooftop that I can sit on and watch the stars but this comes pretty close.”

“Do you sit here often?”

“Sometimes. When I am thinking about something.”

“Or when you want to avoid taking me to your room.”

I looked at him confused and blushing. “What are you..”

“Oh come on. You are a type of family that follows routine and it’s pretty obvious that probably after dinner your Dad watches TV, your mom washes the dishes, your sister talks on her phone pretending to study, you to your room and…”

“And what do I do?”

He looked at me and smiled. “I have no idea what you would do? My guess solving crimes in peace.”

I rolled my eyes and laughed. “That comes pretty close.”

“Why did you roll your eyes?”

“Because you make us sound really boring.”

“Did I? Well it certainly wasn’t my intention.”

“Bah.” Typical. So typical. He was mocking me.

“We don’t have normal dinners with my family. They are barely ever home so this kind of family sounds amazing to me.”

I looked at him kind of annoyed I might have misjudged him.

“Why? Are they working late?”

“No.”

“Then why?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” He smirked and I frowned blowing hot air on my hands. It was so chilly.

“So what do we tell your friends tomorrow?”

“The story my dad told everyone.”

“Will they buy it?”

“They will.”

“So why do I sense you are worried about it?”

“Because I am.”

“Why?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I grinned but he just came closer and caught one of my hand, closing it with his other hand.

“I would.”

Confused I pulled out my hand and crossed them looking away from him.

“They are not really your typical friends.”

“I’m sure I can handle them.”

I sighed and got up. “Let’s go in. I’m cold.”

After we watched TV with my dad Mom kicked dad and me out of the living room and off to bed so Ethan can sleep there. I was glad to leave his company. Something about him just made me feel so nervous, so confused and very much out of my comfort zone. I just had a hard time believing he was X. X seemed intelligent. Like someone with glasses or a lab coat. Someone who is very edgy and lively, and reacts with his temperament. At least that’s how I pictured him. What I did not expect was tall and handsome with a jawline so straight that if I punch his face I would cut my hand on that. How can a person who is one of the most intelligent deductive thinkers in the world, who also works as a detective and the person who I at least remotely found worth my time looks like a male model? Why does he have to look like someone who is a target for pretty girls and every other kind of girl in the school?

I tossed and turned in my bed relentlessly. One day I will steal his title as the greatest detective ever. And then he wouldn’t have it all because it’s just not fair. I should just go and suffocate him with a pillow while he sleeps. At least he will be remembered young and beautiful.

Damn it.

I stood up and tiptoed downstairs. I needed food to stop being jealous of a guy.

I looked in the living room but he was sleeping on the couch peacefully like he didn’t have any worries at all. He didn’t even snore. Damn him.

I found cereal in the kitchen so I just sat there with the light from my phone in my hand and ate. Ugh, I just hope no one gets up at this hour. Finding me downstairs, I could be in trouble.

“What are you doing up?”

I jumped out of my seat scared and pointed my phone at Ethan. It was just him.

“You idiot. I thought you were someone else. I could have screamed.” I punched his arm. He just quietly sat down and smiled. “I heard someone in the kitchen so I came to check where the noises were coming from. Looks like, it was only you chewing very loudly.”

I slapped his arm again angry. “I am not loud.”

“Shhh.” He shushed me and took some of my cereal.

I sat down and looked at him angry. “Why aren’t you going back to bed?”

“I knew it.” He said finishing my cereal. When did he eat it? I’m sure I only blinked once.

“You knew what?”

“You were so cool and collected when we talked, acting very mature. Like you do with your parents and sister but you seem very temperamental. Like you keep all this emotions trapped inside.”

I was very angry now. “And you sounded like someone who is childish and acts around but you are so calm and collected. Almost appears cold.”

“I guess we both like pretending to be someone we are not.”

I didn’t know what to say to that so I let out a silent growl and looked for more cereal in the box.

“I could swear there was more this morning. No one else eats this but me.”

“So why can’t you sleep?”

“Who says I can’t. I was just hungry.”

He nodded his head and then stood up. “Good night L.” He smiled and then went back to bed.

I had no idea why but I went back to bed even angrier than I was.

I woke up the next morning and started my routine. Making the bed grabbing the hair claw, entering the bathroom, peeing, washing my teeth, and bringing my hair up with the hair claw and taking a shower. Best part of the morning.

Ethan's p.o.v

I barely slept last night but it was something that happened recently so I didn’t have any trouble functioning this morning. I put on some clothes Landon and Logan gave me and I waited in the kitchen. Jackie’s mom was the first to be awake. She looked fresh and in a good mood.

“Good morning sweetie. How’d you sleep?”

“Great.” I lied politely and sat on the kitchen table.

“Oh you poor thing.” She came closer and patted my head. “You must miss your parents and couldn’t sleep. Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone. Here take this, you will look fresh in no time. It’s my secret mix.” She handed me a glass of red juice. I was hesitant to drink it but it tasted good.

“No one eats breakfast at home but everyone has time for muffins.” She winked and pulled out a plate of muffins. Jackie’s dad, came down and his hand went for the muffins. He then peeked at Jackie’s mom and she looked at him like she waited for someone.

“Good morning.” She smiled and crossed her hands.

“Gooddjsh Moorninghj.” He talked with his mouth full.

“It would have been if you said it, when you walked in the room. Your mother should have smacked your head every time you missed to say it.”

I covered my mouth not to laugh.

It was so funny to see them like this. I could see traits in Jackie form both of them. She wanted to act like her father. To be cool and collected but she was so much like her mother. Temperamental and bossy.

“We will have to go earlier this morning to get you a uniform Ethan so go and tell Jackie to hurry up.”

I nodded my head and went up the stairs. I met Erika in the hallway.

“Good morning.” She smiled widely.

“Good morning.” I smiled politely back.

“How do you like my dress?” She swirled around.

“Aren’t you supposed to wear a uniform?” I asked and she suddenly seemed taken back. But she smiled again.

“Of course. But I can wear this after school when I am going out with my friends.” She walked passed me and headed downstairs.

“Wait. Which one is your sister’s room?”

“The last one in the hall.”

I walked to the last door and knocked few times. There was no answer.

“I’m coming in.” I opened the door but there was no one inside. I heard some noise from the other door in her room, so I guessed she was taking a shower. I decided it was no harm in looking around while I’m waiting for her. I noticed the laptop I gave her next to her bed. There were some plush toys on her bed, which I found cute. And she tries to act all mature. I found a large book collection and I expected to find very scientific books but most of that was thriller, mystery and romance novels. Wow, how many secrets do you keep L..

And then it hit me. Why did she choose the initial L.? I was pretty sure It had a meaning in her life so what was it?

I opened one of her drawers to hear an angry voice later.

“What are you doing in my room?”

She was in a towel. Only a towel.

“Your dad wants you to hurry up. We need to go earlier so I can get a uniform. Did I mention I hate them?”

She came closer and slammed the opened drawer. Damn it, I didn’t have time to look inside.

“Don’t go through my drawers you perv.”

“I am an investigator. Being nosy it’s in my nature.”

“Get out of my room.” She started hitting my chest and after three or more hits I grabbed her hand. That’s when I noticed her bracelet.

“Weird shape for the letter “L”, don’t you think?”

“If you don’t get out now I swear I will..”

“Don’t get all temperamental plush.”

“Plush?” She looked at me confused.

“Yes. That’s my new nickname for you.”

“Why would you me Plush?” She asked annoyed.

I looked at her toys on the bed.

“No one calls you like that. I feel special.” Her face began to become red so I exited the room without provoking her any more.

The next chapter will probably continue with Ethan's p.o.v cause I like showing his thoughts and view on things. Also it's a story about both charachters and I want you to see how different they think they are but how similar they actually are.

Quick question, since I didn't describe their apearance what do you think they look like? :) 
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