"No way, Jackson?" Olivia asks with her mouth pursed.

"Jackson?" I ask confused as to who that is, then it clicks, "Jackson? Where?" I look around trying to see if he can see us.

"Standing over there, in the red flannel, with a laptop," she answers slowly and I groan loudly.

We slowly walk over to him, I am dragging my feet along hoping to waste time. We come to stand in front of him and he looks up with a smirk on his face.

"Ladies," he greets, gesturing for us to sit in front of him on the empty seats. "I've been expecting you."

"God, you sound like a creep," I reply, sitting down. He chuckles lightly and looks over at Olivia.

"How do you know my grandmother?" Olivia asks puzzled.

"I lost a game of poker to her once when I was visiting my grandfather, she scares me," he mumbles, shivering.

"Sounds like her," Olivia nods her head fondly.

"Okay, what did you need?" He asks, getting down to business.

"Why are you willing to help us? Isn't it weird for you?" I ask against my better judgement. I mean I did used to date his best friend.

"Nope, not weird, this is strictly business and Chase is a big boy, he can deal with his own issues," Jackson shrugs.

"I just want to clarify that he broke up with me," I point out randomly and Olivia looks at me as if I'm an idiot.

"Did you not just hear what he said, this is strictly business!" Olivia whispers.

"Right... So, what can I do for you?" he asks cheerily.

"We need dirt on someone," Olivia starts off.

"Well, I'm going to need more than that," he rolls his eyes playfully.

"If you would let me finish my sentence you would have gotten more information, jackass," Olivia snaps at him.

He throws his hands up in surrender, "Geez woman, calm down, I was just kidding. Now, what's the name?"

"Summer Price," I answer with a scowl just thinking about her.

"Ugh, can't stand that chick," Jackson mumbles, probably more to himself than us, but Olivia and I catch his words.

"Wait... You know her?" I ask quickly.

"Know her? She never leaves us alone! Just last weekend we were at a party and she was trying to hook up with Chase but he turned her down hard and she left all embarrassed," he chuckles, probably remembering it.

"Last weekend?" I ask quietly. Olivia looks over at me as if a thought has just come to her.

"Funny how Chase shuts her down over the weekend and that Monday morning she decides to send out a picture of you," Olivia says the exact thing I was thinking.

"She what?" Jackson asks dumbfounded. "She sent out a picture of you?"

"Not like that, I was in a towel," I shut down his thought process.

"How did Ward take it? He probably freaked the fuck out, right?" Jackson asks casually.

"Actually, no, he didn't. He was pretty calm," I shrug.

"Wait, you're telling me that your boyfriend didn't freak out when the rest of the male population at school saw you in a towel?" Jackson asks in disbelief.

"Well, not outright to my face, he was more comforting than aggressive," I defend Nathan's actions, he knows I don't like violence.

"Smart move, he's probably threatening all the locker room boys behind your back," Jackson chuckles. Olivia glances around the room, acting like she's not paying attention and I raise my eyebrow at her.

"Can we get back on track?" Olivia asks in frustration.

Jackson nods his head and starts typing on his laptop, while Olivia and I sit quietly watching him. It takes him five minutes of typing before he leans back and stares at the screen for a few seconds. His eyes widen and he scratches the back of his neck nervously.

"Well?" Olivia and I demand simultaneously.

"You wanted dirt? You got it," he turns the laptop towards us and my eyes widen in shock; Olivia gasps next to me.

"How did you get this?" I ask with a slack jaw.

"I can't reveal my sources," he shrugs with a smirk.

Olivia hands him a USB, "We want all of it."

He looks at her outstretched hand for a few moments before taking the USB and putting it into his computer, "You got it."

I look over at Olivia a little nervous at what is going to happen now. This is going to ruin her.

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What do you think the dirt is??

I hope you all have a fantastic week!

Happy Holidays!

Until next time,

Sammipott xx

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