wrong number ; jack gilinsky

eleven

he slouched in his seat, "oh yeah, i never thought of it like that".

the sound of the first bell took over our conversation, so we stood up and pulled our backpacks over our shoulders as we began leaving the classroom.

"don't worry, dakota" kelsey started. "while jonah's off flirting with connor, we can be bored as fuck at this gathering together".

"or you might go and hook up with sam again" i told, fixing my arm through the other bag strap.

she threw her head back, "that was a one time thing, i would never place my lips on sam wilkinson's face ever again".

"is that so?" sam suddenly appeared, putting his arm over kelsey's shoulder and walking along with us. "you've been avoiding me since then, babe. was i that bad of a kisser?".

"i haven't been avoiding you" she corrected. "i've just been busy. i do have a life, you know?".

"well, you should try and make some room for me because this isn't over" he began backing away in front of us. "i'll see you friday".

sam winked directly at kelsey, before finally turning the right way round to catch up with jack and others.

jonah and i stared at kelsey beside us until she took her eyes off sam and shrugged at our faces.

"what?" she inquired.

"he's already got you wrapped around his little finger, hasn't he?" jonah's jaw dropped with a smirk as her cheeks began to turn red.

"you're both being ridiculous. i do not like sam" she immediately denied, brushing off the statement.

"no one said that you liked him, kels" i pointed out. she rolled her eyes with jonah and i breaking into laughter and purposely walked ahead of us to get to first period.

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i never really knew what to wear to small gatherings like this. i mean, it's not a party so i shouldn't dress up too much, but then it's also not a place where i can just turn up in sweatpants.

i ended up deciding on a simple hoodie and skirt, before the three of us had left my place and were now walking up to connor's door at 7pm. 

jonah rang the bell and the door was opened by one of jack's friend's. his name is john, but everyone has called him swazz since the beginning of high school for some weird reason that i'll never understand.

he took a sip of the cold beer in his hands and briefly examined us all.

"i don't know who you guys are, but i'm pretty sure that sam hooked up with you" swazz gestured his bottle at kelsey, who face-palmed her newfound reputation.

soon enough, connor arrived behind swazz and took over from answering the door.

"don't mind him, he's already pissed. but come in, i'm glad you guys could make it" he stepped aside.

although when he said that he was glad we made it, i was sure that he only meant jonah from the way his eyes wouldn't leave his.

connor led us to the living room, where about less than twenty people stood or sat with alcoholic beverages, pizza and indulging in their own conversations.