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The bad girl and the dork

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I'm Jill and these are five random facts about me 1. A day spent with Nutella is a day well spent. 2. My best friends are a cutie, cotton candy, a snake and a player. 3. I use my brain for evil purposes. 4. When I'm drunk I'm attracted to shiny thin...

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Maybe Jacob would be a solution to work my way in. I knew he was close to Tobin and I'd known Jacob for years since we went to elementary school together. I tolerated him which made him like me since most people stay away from him. He always got a little excited whenever we were hanging out together so I figured he wouldn't ask any questions.

It's not like I was looking forward to it but I did it because of the mission. If anyone would have greasy elbows, it would be Jacob. I think that's the best way to describe him.

I headed to the skate park because I knew he'd be there. I'd wing it when I got there since I had no game plan. As a detective, I decided to observe the scene before taking action.

I grabbed my keys only to realise Chase had taken the car. I groaned because I didn't want to walk ten minutes to get there. I was fairly proud of my laziness and walking just didn't fit my personality.

If Jill would know the things I did for her, she'd kiss me. Actually no, she wouldn't. It hadn't worked out well last time. We were eleven and wondered what it was like so we figured let's do it just to get it over with. It was weird. We both didn't like it and for at least two days I wondered whether I was gay. I wasn't though, I figured it out because of my porn preferences.

So we were each other's first kiss. I remembered telling Tobin this when they started dating and he got pissed. I decided I didn't care much for the guy because of that. Too possessive.

As I'd expected, Jacob and Tobin were at the skate park. Man, being a detective was easy as fuck.

"Hey man!" Jacob greeted me while Tobin just gave me a nod. I returned the nod and went to sit next to them.

Jacob passed me a joint and I accepted it because I needed to infiltrate the group without being suspicious. They didn't ask me what I was doing there but then again, people rarely question my behavior. A few teachers had tried in the past but then I always told them my life 온라인카지노게임 and motivations as to why I did what I did. Obviously it was always a load of bullshit but it distracted them enough to just be frustrated by me and forgetting to give me detention. Teachers were easy.

"Just leave it be." Jacob said, slightly aggravated. Tobin looked like an emo kid with a bad case of diarrhea and it didn't take me long to put two and two together. There was no challenge whatsoever to this mission. Just the way I liked it.

"I can't." Tobin answered.

"Didn't that chick from last night solve anything?" Jacob sighed.

"Nothing happened. I couldn't." Tobin said with the diarrhea expression still plastered on his face.

"There are pills for that." I deadpanned. I wasn't really interested in the conversation but I figured anything was better than sitting there like an antisocial potato.

"Nah man, it's about Jill who dumped his ass." Jacob answered as if that wasn't clear.

"Really? It's been two months, get over it dude." I told him, hoping that would solve the entire situation.

"I need her back but she won't answer my texts or calls. Or mails." Tobin said. At least Jill acted like she was back to normal, this guy just didn't have anything to lose.

"Then stop trying to contact her. She'll get curious about it and text you. Just don't ever contact her again, she'll come crawling back for sure." I suggested, Jacob enthusiastically agreeing with my terrible advice.

"Yes exactly! Just move on, she'll come back." Jacob nodded.

"I can't! Look at these, she's not acting too happy either. There's still hope." Tobin showed us his phone with loads of pictures on the screen. A chill went down my spine when I realised he'd been taking pictures of her post-break up without her knowing about it.

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