We Were Destined To Explode Chapter 3 I decided on a black T-shirt with JAGK No. 1 and a cassette printed on in white. I think this is my favourite one. It was just perfect. I check my hair for any more ridiculous curls before I leave the changing room. I never realised how busy a photoshoot for a clothing line could get, it's hard to get to where Jack and Mark would be but I got there and just in time as well. I look around to see Jack wearing the same T-shirt, obviously the men's one. "Nice shirt," I say, winking at him. The way he looked at me made my heart melt a little- wait what?! Did I really just think that? I've never looked at him that way, so why am I feeling this way now? I'm snapped back to reality when I see Mark waving his hand in front of my face. "I'm sorry what did you say?" "I said are you ready for the shoot?" he replies, looking at me curiously "Yeah sorry I was... distracted" I say trying not to look like I just dribbled on my shirt. I make my way through to the studio, passing Jack along the way and I swear I felt my heart skip a beat. There was defiantly something about him in the clothes he designed.