Jackson paces around his room, checking every so often for a car to come into his driveway.
-Jackson, relax. Danny said he was fine, and he’s coming over. Going around in circles is just making me dizzy watching you.-
Jackson turns to Lydia, but before he replies, Danny and Jesse appears. In his room. Out of thin air.
Jackson stares at them blankly. -What the hell is going on?-
Jackson grins as he kisses Lydia one last time before falling to his side of the bed. -I can see why staying in bed all day isn’t such a bad idea.-
Jackson turns to Lydia and brushes a stray hair from her face. -You know I…- His phone beeps.
Jackson frowns as he gets up to check his phone, the expression on his face growing darker as he reads the text Danny sent him. Lydia grips his shoulder and gives him a questioning look.
Jackson grips his phone tightly.-I’m going to kill Derek.-
-Jackson rolls his eyes while covering up his embarrassment. It wasn’t the first time that he’s received comments about his looks, or more particularly, his lips, but it was the first time that he’s been that slow onto catching on to the fact.-
I know you’re always crying yourself to sleep because you can’t get some of this -Jackson mockingly blows him a kiss and then grins at Danny’s expression.- But yeah…
-He debated on not telling Danny what happened last night, but he knew Danny would probably find out sooner or later, and sooner was probably better than later- So I stopped by your work last night, met your boss, and had a drink with her. She’s pretty hot.
-Hmm…well that’s a tidbit of conflict she hadn’t known about. She immediately starts planning how it can be exploited if need be, while rolling her eyes at Derek and stepping back-
How many times I gotta tell you, Grumpy, pedophilia’s not really my thing. I don’t have the patience for the training required. -she shoos them both with a hand- Go on, take your fifteen minute break so you can protect the children. Oh, and dsl? Don’t forget what I told you.
-Derek automatically looks at Jackson’s lips at the nickname, then feels a little nauseated that his mind went there at all. Thanks, Meg. Really. Hopping over the bar, much to Jackson’s incessant eye roll, Derek leads him close to the entrance.-
Don’t mess with Meg. I don’t care what she says, she’s bad news. If you come back looking for her again, I’ll tell her you’re underage and get you kicked out of here permanently.
It’s nice to see you finally trying to look out for me, but I’ve been doing just fine without your help.
-Jackson pushes through Derek to head to his car. He turns back to throw Derek a smirk- I’m sure if you start kicking out all the underage kids, you guys will be out of business soon enough. -He gets into his car and drives off, while muttering out loud to himself- What the fuck is DSL?