EVENTS of last night could still make Brooke laugh.

   Her friends were eager to know what happened last night, so Brooke spilt the tea.

   While Brooke was busy talking to her friends, she didn't notice Jackson walking in her direction.

   "Brooke!" Jackson called her out and waved his hand to gain her attention. And he did.

   She and her friends paused midway in both walking and talking. She took a look at who called her name.

   She was about to give right then and there a full-blown grin when she saw who it was, but she was somehow trying to stop herself, so it looked like she was fighting off a grimace off herself.

   Jackson saw the slight grimace, and he groaned inwardly. That grimace conveys to him that he screwed up big time yesterday.

   Well, that's why he finally decided to grow a pair and to talk to her. To make it up to her for yesterday; that is if he could if she's cool with it.

   Brooke Harpers looked good today too, dressed in casuals. Poor Jackson's heart.

   And poor Jackson Parker.

    Because he somehow tripped over something in front of them. Before he could fall flat on the ever- living floor and embarrass himself, he managed to press his hands on the floor, one of his knees pressed on the floor and the other propped against the floor.

   Brooke immediately rushed from where she was standing to where he fell to help him.

   And then she paused on her tracks.

   Why may you ask?

   Jackson Parker had to fall in a way that either makes it look like he is about to take a 100m race right then and there or he is proposing to someone.

   Someone let a low whistle at that and Brooke started choking on her saliva.

   "Umm, Jackson you alright?", Brooke asked with evident concern etched on her face with her brows furrowed. She stretched her hand to shake Jackson to reality.

   "Huh? Oh yeah, I'm good. I am good. All is good. All is well."

   Brooke let out a not so convincing 'ookaay' at that. "Get up, bud; you might need a band-aid or something for that fall."

   "Yeah, because I scraped my knee falling for you."

   At that blood rushed to her cheeks and she couldn't help but blush red like a tomato. Quite a crowd had formed around them thanks to Jackson falling position, some of them hooted and whistled at his smoothness, and finally, he got up with Brooke's help.

   "Okay before I go can I ask you something?", Jackson asked.

   "You just asked one."

   Jackson gave her a look. "You know I didn't mean that."

   "Oh my god. So, you mean you did not fall for me? Damn, who taught you to be this smooth and also a heartbreaker at the same time", Brooke asked with amusement dancing in her eyes.

   Jackson just groaned and face-palmed himself. "Oh, come on, Brooke. Okay before you can open your mouth, I'm going to ask. I wanted to talk to you because I want to make it up for yesterday. I sincerely apologise for causing such a ruckus yesterday night. If you can forgive me, it would mean a lot to me. And I hope to make it up with you on a coffee or with something you want if it's fine with you or else -"

   "Yes."

   Brooke figured that this would be an excellent chance to talk about last night to him. He, after all, needs to know that her date deserved such treatment after boasting about himself and commenting racial slurs at Asians. Karma indeed is a bitch.

   "What?"

   "I said, yes. My class ends at 1 pm. So, come to the art room at 1 pm sharp with hot chocolate. I won't accept it if you come late.", Brooke said and smiled at him before going away from him.

   "Aye-aye captain!"

   "Oh, shut up, Jackson!"

   "Oh, I'm sorry!"

   "Apology accepted only in the presence of hot chocolate", Brooke then turned and gave him a wink.

   "Give a rest to my heart, woman", Jackson murmured to himself when he was away from her and rubbed at his throbbing heart.

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