Chasing Charli Read Free Page A

don’t know. It was one of those cool zippo lighters, and it had a tiny engraving of a sparrow on it.
    I flick it open and slide my finger across, igniting the flame. I watch it flicker for several seconds and then finally pick up the folded piece of paper that had my apartment details and codes; I’d saved them in my phone since my memory was shit which probably wasn’t the smartest idea.
    I hold the paper to the flame and watch as it slowly ignites, then drop the burning paper into the bin with the rest of the paperwork, watching as the flames slowly grow destroying any evidence.
    I lean back on the couch and watch the flames as minutes turn into hours and surely but eventually the flames slowly start to die out.
    I should probably get back inside, maybe unpack or have a nap if I was seriously thinking about going to class tomorrow; or today I should say.
    I check to make sure the fire is completely out and then climb over the ledge back onto the fire escape stairway and climb down to the 6 th level, back to my apartment.
    I slide through my open window and start to pull the window down pausing momentarily as I watch the morning light briefly pop up over the horizon. I freeze for a second when I see someone out on the street, surely they wouldn’t have found me already?
    I squint trying to see with the faint light of the rising sun and relax when I notice its Jax.
    He’s out jogging down the street at 6 in the fucking morning; who am I to judge though, I was up on a roof setting fires. I watch him for several moments too long, noting that he’s wearing grey track pants and a plain black t-shirt. The shirt hugging him tightly across his broad chest and showing just how toned he actually is. His hair is messier than usual and looks like he’d been running his hands through it nervously. Every time he did that, I wanted to reach out and run my fingers through his dark hair myself. Jesus I had to get my shit together; staying here was going to be a lot harder than I thought with Jax.
    I shake my head at my stupidity and close my window, hopefully unnoticed.
     
     

2.      More than a job
    Charli
    I woke suddenly to the alarm on my phone and I stretch out and sigh before I drag myself out of bed. I look around in the kitchen for the coffee to wake me up which sure enough, my mum had bought a fancy coffee machine. I switch it on and wait for it to heat up while I push the mug under the nozzle, and wait patiently for my coffee. Instant coffee would have sufficed, but I guess my mother always liked to go overboard.
    I quickly look over my schedule again and see that I have a free period first thing which works out nicely I guess; don’t have to rush around. My mum couldn’t understand why I was bothering to sign up since it was almost summer break but I really didn’t want to sit around in the apartment like a prisoner. I want to do normal things, and meet some people hopefully that don’t resemble any of the stereotypes that my mum would want me around.
    Once I finish my coffee, I brush my teeth and get dressed in some casual faded skinny jeans, tight sweater, and some maroon converse sneakers. I can’t stop grinning at my feet since I know my mum would have gone nuts at these shoes; take that prissy Charli.
    Since I don’t have any books for class yet I don’t have much to carry with me. To be honest, I doubt any of the teachers will be happy about my arrival so late in the year. Hopefully I won’t be here that long to have to worry about school after the break is over, I just wanted to get out and meet new people that know nothing bout me.
    I throw my bag over my shoulder and make my way out of the apartment, locking up behind me securely.
    I check my phone maps briefly so I know where to go and then start to make my way to campus, knowing I was going to be in for a long day.
     
    Jackson
    I don’t have the easiest job in the world, that’s for sure, but working with Charli was certainly a perk. At first I