“i'm the kind of dirty that you can't wash off.”
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Laying on some mattresses in front of the TV, Luna was beside Jackson with his arm around her, it was a feeling she really could get used to. It was pretty weird laying with her teacher but taking everything, they had done into consideration, this was nothing.
She wasn’t sure if they were a thing or if it was just a sometimes-happening-thing. They hadn’t ever really talked about them, what they were or what they could be.
“Lu, are you there?” Her head flipped around so fast that her hair smacked down on Jacksons face, making her laugh hard and cripple over holding onto her stomach. She hadn’t slept enough, so she was a little bit over the top.
“Oh yeah, I’m here. Just thinking I guess.” Jackson grunted, brushing Luna’s hair of his fa
