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Remember: everything Jack says is made up.
Jack glanced to you who sat across from him in the limousine, his eyes trailing across her body before landing on her face. you was his stepsister, and he couldn’t stand her. But he would admit she looked very nice tonight. He wasn’t blind, after all.
Jack’s father, Taylor had married you’s mother Amy, a few years back, and it quickly became apparent how much of a bitch and a gold digger she was. Since Amy was a gold digger, he assumed you was too, which was why he couldn’t stand her.
Tonight you and Jack were going to a party thrown by his father to celebrate the company that Taylor own’s, 13th birthday. Taylor and Jack’s younger sister Cora were meant to ride in the limo with Jack and you, but Cora had thrown a fit right before it was time to leave, so now it was just Jack and you in an awkward silence. Taylor really drilled it in Jack’s skull to make sure that you stuck by his side at the party, so it wasn’t like he could just ditch her once they arrived to the venue.
He crosses his legs, leaning back in his seat, looking you up and down once more. “You look good tonight, brat.” He said, adjusting his tie.
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