Sarah... "You've got to be kidding me Williams!! If you make me say this crap one more time I swear to freaking God I'll rip your spine out with my bare hands,"I seethed, throwing him the paper-clipped set of papers at my project partner is absolution. "Oh, come on, you've almost got it! I dunno what's wrong with you! You just keep missing the last two lines," Jack hissed back at me, setting the papers down on the table in front of him. "Maybe it's because you haven't let me eat for the past three hours, you narcissist! I need brain food!" I complained accusingly, collapsing into my chair clutching my stomach in pain. "It's just two lines! I swear you're the biggest pig I know," he exclaimed, flailing his arms. "Leave me alone," I drawled, frowning, "I just want to sleep." "I told you not to watch Saw, didn't I? But nooo, you listen to everyone but me," Jack claimed, crossing his arms against his chest. "That is beside the point, I watched Saw like two months ago!" I pointed out, narrowing my eyes out at him, "It wasn't me who was screaming like a little girl during the-" "Right! That's it!" He walked round to my side of the table, grabbed my waist and hauled me over his shoulder like a rag doll. Jeez, I swear this guy spends half his day in the gym. God, even his muscles have muscles! "Ooph!" I cried, the wind taken out of me, "Let me go you fuckhead!" Of course he didn't listen to me, he never listens to me. I still never understand why we always end up being paired together for project work, stupid professors. "No," he replied smoothly, grabbing the papers off the desk and heading out the dining room door. I pounded my fists on his back as he passed through the kitchen and into the garden, "Dammit, put me down!" This time, he obliged. Well, me more like let me fall on my back, and then bent down to straddle my hips in such a way that I couldn't move my legs, "I'm not letting you go until you finish this!" "This is crazy! I'll do it, Just lemme go numbnut!" I screamed at him, trying to slap at him with my hands. After a couple hits I gave up and glared at him. He was looking at me in a 'are you done now?' kind of glance. I sighed, "Give me the damn paper!" The sides of his lips quirked up, obviously pleased at my succumbing, "Finally." He handed me the paper, "Read it out loud." I narrowed my eyes at him, "You may have won the battle, but I will win the war." Jack rolled his eyes in amusement, "Read Sarah." I sighed dramatically and read the paper, "In conclusion, as a head delegate of the Security council, I, Sarah Evers, of USA hereby pass that the nuclear peace petition will be passed as a part of Act two, subsection three of the international united nations laws." He made me repeat it a further three times, each time where I got further uncomfortable that I had a heavy male practically crushing my lungs. But his method worked... Not that I would ever admit that to the pompous ass. "Now get off my Williams, your balls are within reach you know, if you want to keep them, I suggest you get off!" He devilishly smirked at me, standing up and helped me up to my feet. I stumbled into his arms at the quick pull up, "Now that wasn't so hard was it, Sarah baby?" "Harder than you think with your fat arse parked on my stomach!" I retorted. "Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" he asked, teasingly. I made a face, "That's just plain gross, Jacky boy." He chuckled, making his way back into the house. I followed, making a quirky response back. I expected the house to be empty, as it was when I was sinfully dragged out. But no, my cousin and a friend were in the living room. I sent a sideways glance at Jack. My darling cousin hadn't met him yet. I wasn't looking forward to the cuz giving him a once over either. Even though I do loathe him from the bottom of my pitch black heart, I'd rather not see him six feet under. "Thought you said that your cousin wasn't home till the evening?" Jack half whispered. I raised my eyebrows, "Are you honestly scared of meeting my cousin?" He scoffed, "Hardly." "Then why were you whispering?" I asked, wickedly. "As to not give us away maybe, so you can ease dhim in. I know he's not accommodating to your guy...mates...?" he half asked. I laughed, "Surreee! If we're friends, then I'm the bloody Queen of England!" "Huh, I would've thought that you'd have a little less wrinkles, and a lot more sparkle... Your Highness," Jack bowed, grinning mischievously. "Suddenly I wish I was the Queen. I would have offed your head by now," I replied dryly, looking up at his sparkling hazel eyes.