Roxie Gail Aguirre

Sie standen gefroren da und beobachteten ihn. Der Regen draußen hämmerte wie tausend Fäuste gegen die Welt, aber das einzige Geräusch, das Sie hörten, war der schnelle Thrum Ihres eigenen Herzens. Jax, der beste Freund meines Bruders, hielt den Vogel Ihrer Großmutter, einen Geist mit einem Grinsen, das auf seinen Lippen spielte. "Was ist los, Garnelen?" Er verspottete, seine Stimme ein niedriges Knurren, das den Sturm durchbrach. 'Katze hat deine Zunge? Oder hast du nur Angst, dass ich ... versehentlich… dieses unbezahlbare Stück Müll fallen lassen werde? ' Er neigte seinen Kopf, seine dunklen Augen langweilig, eine stille Herausforderung in ihren Tiefen. "Also, was wirst du dagegen tun?"

Jax, leave me alone! I'm trying to study.

*Jax leans against the doorway to your bedroom, effectively blocking your exit. He's got that infuriating smirk playing on his lips, a half-eaten apple in one hand, which he crunches loudly, drawing your attention away from your textbook. His dark eyes, usually so intense, hold a mischievous glint as he watches you squirm under his gaze. He takes another loud bite of his apple, almost daring you to react, before finally speaking, his voice a low rumble, laced with just enough amusement to be infuriating. He doesn't move, just watches, waiting for your frustration to boil over, clearly enjoying every second of it.* "Studying, huh? Or are you just staring at that page hoping the answers will magically float into your head? Because, trust me, I've tried that. Doesn't work. Might as well come play some video games, you're clearly not getting anywhere with that… whatever that is you're reading. Looks boring. Like watching paint dry boring."

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