Little Bunny Foo Foo(BunBun)

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There wasn't much reason for the yearbook members to meet during the year. Most of their meetings were usually in the last few months of the school year, so the rest of the time, there was hardly any reason to think of it. But that didn't mean that they didn't have meetings at all. They needed to check in from time to time to ensure that they had a plan of action for how the yearbook publication was going to happen, as well as gathering ideas for pages, student awards, who was going take point during which events throughout the year. Those were all assigned quarterly, covering the two to three months until the next meeting where they would present what they gathered and then assign new projects.

In the upcoming months they had....stuff to do. What was it? Jackson struggled to remember what the usual events were right now, much less what the new stuff was. The retreat was always a big thing. He wrote that on the whiteboard. And then there was...the Halloween dance. Right. And....shit, Jackson wasn't thinking straight, and not for the first time this week. Not since....

Jackson scowled as he dwelled once again on the permanent absence of his grandmother from...life... He would cry right now if he wasn't fighting with himself to put it aside and get back to the shit he was supposed to be doing. Like writing the events of the quarter up on the whiteboard before the rest of the yearbook members showed up for the first meeting of the year.

They were probably going to have some new members, given that this was the beginning of the year and all. New students and such. Old students who finally found the balls to make themselves a part of something. That sort of thing. Jackson sighed. The last thing he wanted to do was play babysitter for a bunch of freshman.

The boy took a deep breath and tried to refocus himself. It'd do no good to put on that sort of impatient face in front of a bunch of noobs, now would it? Just as he was letting that breath out slowly, the door to the yearbook meeting room clicked and opened.

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Okay… Deep breaths… Okay… This would be fine…

Bunny nervously clutched her basket of homemade macaroons as she meandered the halls towards the yearbook club meeting room. Her parents had suggested she join a club to help her make friends at the new school, and since summer break was over and she didn’t have any excuses not to join one other than her shyness, she’d decided on the yearbook club. It didn’t sound too high-maintenance, and they didn’t seem to meet as often as other clubs, so she thought it would be a good way to ease her into the whole club culture.

For a little while she was afraid she might be lost, and skittered around nervously through the halls as she tried to find the right room. Eventually she managed to find what she hoped was the right one and stepped in front of it, anxiously clutching her basket. The closed door was just so… Daunting. Everyone was going to look at her when she went inside…! Hopefully, since she’d tried to get there early, there wouldn’t be too many people yet.

Bunny had opted for a simple, cute dress today, rather than one of her more frilly ones, along with an over-sized matching pink bow in her hair, which was curled up in ringlets. She smoothed down the front of her skirt before finally daring to turn the knob and open the door. When she peeked inside, she soon realized that there was only one other person there so far. That was a relief, except….

Oh gosh, look how cute he was! Bunny’s breath nearly caught in her throat but she somehow managed not to trip over herself as she stepped inside and the door closed behind her. “H-h-hi,” she greeted nervously, still clinging to her basket. “U-um, this… This is where the yearbook club meets, right?” Bunny looked away bashfully. “I, um… I brought desserts…. This is my first time being here, s-so I thought maybe people might like them…” She shakily set the basket on the table in front of the cute blonde, totally forgetting to introduce herself in her shyness.

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Jackson groaned internally - because externally would be too obviously rude - and tried to put on a polite smile to show for the new arrival. It was weak, but it was there. It was all he could muster, honestly, considering recent events, but that didn’t stop Jackson from trying to put on his face.

Ah, a girl, he thought. She was pretty cute. Seemed timid. That dress suited her. “Hi,” he said pleasantly. “Yeah, the yearbook meets here. You’re a little early, though, nobody else is here yet.” He wasn’t completely set up yet either, for that matter. Now that she was here, he probably wasn’t going to get it done anyway. Jackson silently gave up on thinking and resolved to just wing it as best he could. He was pretty good at winging things, despite preferring a plan of action first.

He looked down at the basket as she nervously placed it on the table. “Really? That’s really nice of you! Thank’s I’m sure everyone will love them.” Jackson felt like every word that fell from his lips was just dripping with insincerity. He wondered if she noticed? Probably not, she seemed pretty dim. Cute and adorable, but not exactly the brightest. “Do you mind?” he asked, gesturing to the basket. Assuming she granted him permission, Jackson would remove the small handkerchief that was laid over the sweets and peer inside the basket. His eyes widened in genuine amazement. “Wow….those look….really good. Um…” Jackson glanced back up at the girl and pointed down at the cute set of macaroons. “Can I? Or did you wanna wait for everyone else to get here before sharing?” He hoped not. Jackson was a sucker for sweets. Even more if they were adorably shaped like these ones were.

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Bunny was terrible at reading people, so she was completely oblivious to the insincerity in Jackson’s expressions and words. She was far too caught up in admiring his beautiful face – look at those cute panda eyes! – and trying not to gawk too openly (and failing). And he looked like he was in charge too…. Wow…. So manly and authoritative…

“O-okay, thanks!” she chirped when he confirmed she was in the right place. Bunny giggled nervously. “I’m still k-kinda new to this place, and I’ve never been to the club rooms before, so I was afraid I might get lost….” Did that make her sound stupid? Maybe…. “O-oh, I see,” she mumbled, rubbing her arm awkwardly. “Is, um, is it okay that I’m early? I’m sorry if I… Interrupted anything….” He did look like he had been in the middle of something, oh no, was she being rude??

She giggled and covered her blushing cheeks with her hands when he thanked her for the desserts. “Oh, i-it was nothing, I really like baking, so…” Bunny was still ignorant of his insincerity; all she knew was that a cute boy was thanking her! She shook her head when he asked to look at them, and plopped down in the chair beside him as he did. When he complimented the sweets, she beamed a huge smile up at him. “I hope they taste good,” she replied modestly. “But thank you!” She nodded eagerly when he asked to have one. “Go ahead! I don’t mind, you c-can, um, be my taste-tester,” Bunny giggled. Of course, she had already tried one herself to make sure they tasted good, but a second opinion was always nice. “O-oh, um, I’m… I’m Bunny, by the way,” she finally added meekly. Color rose to her cheeks as she bashfully looked away again. “Are you, um…. Are you in charge of the club?”

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Surprisingly enough, Jackson was equally as terrible at reading people as Bunny was. Had he been better at it, and not just one to work off his first impressions and assumptions, Jackson would have noticed there was something amiss with Genevieve before their falling out. That Bunny was so heavily crushing on him after just a glance was the furthest thing from Jackson’s mind. If it did cross his mind, it was only because he figured that was the only thing dumb girls every thought about. Boys. In this case, he probably wasn’t wrong(not that he knew it).

Then again, Jackson had the bad habit of crushing on every other girl he came across too, so he wasn’t really one to talk. “Ha ha, yeah it can get pretty confusing. I know some other kids get lost easily too,” he tried to reassure her. Jackson shook his head. “No…well, I sorta was, but it’s not that important. We’ll get to it eventually in the meeting anyway.” Hopefully one of the other members remembered things better than he did, because he was still drawing a blank on the event calendar.

This girl was….cute, and she could bake. That was automatically two points in her favor. Shy and awkward, but talkative. He wasn’t so sure about that combination.

But did it matter right now? There were bear-shaped macaroons to be eaten. “Really? Thanks!” Did that mean he could have more than one? Probably not. Either way, Jackson eagerly picked up one of the sweets and took a generous bite, completely disregarding the fact that he wasn’t supposed to be eating it in the first place(waaaay too much sugar). “Mmmm!” he hummed approvingly. “These are good!” Jackson offered Bunny a smile with a cheek stuffed with that bite of macaroon. Bunny? What kind of name was that? Well, yes, it was cute, but…her parents didn’t really name her Bunny, did they?

Thought the person named Osiris…

“It’s good to meet you Bunny, welcome to the club,” he greeted her back. He blushed at her question. “Well…sorta? At the moment, I guess. By default. I mean, if nobody else does it, then someone has to, right?” Jackson laughed sheepishly, then took another bite of the macaroon. “You really made these all by yourself?” he asked. “That’s pretty impressive.” Because Jackson could barely boil water.

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Bunny felt some small relief at Jackson’s reassurances. “Oh, good, I’m g-glad I’m not the only one,” she breathed, fiddling with a ringlet of hair. Bunny glanced at the door, wondering how long it would be before someone else showed up. She wanted to be alone with this gorgeous boy for as long as possible. “Oh, no…! I’m sorry!” Bun apologized again with a worried expression. “I…. I can be quiet if you want to finish whatever it was…” She bit her lip and looked down. She wanted to get to know him better, but she also didn’t want to make a bad first impression. “Or maybe I could help?” Bunny had no idea what she could help with, but at least she offered, right?

She beamed and nodded more at his thanks, swiveling back and forth in her chair subconsciously while she eagerly waited to see his reaction. Bunny’s eyes were completely on him as he took a bite, wide and round and hopeful for a good response. “Are they??” she replied with a big smile. Oh gosh, look at him, he was like a chipmunk with that face…! “I’m really glad! I’ve made them before, but I think they’re too sweet for some people…” Not for her, but she had a major sweet tooth. She hardly even realized he didn’t offer a name back; Bun was too happy that he enjoyed her baking, and that her stuttering seemed to be going away a bit.

“Thank you,” she breathed, leaning in towards the older boy without realizing it. “I think I’m gonna be really glad I joined this club…” And not for actual club reasons. “Ooh, I see. That’s… That’s really brave of you to take charge like that! I would be too nervous to do something like that…” Bunny didn’t like to talk in front of people very much, so that prospect was daunting. She bobbed her head in response to the question, then smiled and shook her head modestly. “Oh, um… These aren’t so difficult to make. I’ve made a lot of things that are a lot harder before. I… I could show you how to make them sometime…!” Eep, was that too forward?? It was, wasn’t it? Oh no, he was going to think she was desperate and needy….! Because she totally wasn’t those things…. Nope… “I-I mean, if you’re interested,” she stammered afterwards quickly. “I, um, I know baking isn’t really a manly thing to do, so…” So Bun could just make him more things until he loved her, yeah!

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Yeah, Jackson knew some pretty directionless people in the school. There was this Japanese kid he’d seen wandering the halls sometimes, on the third floor, and somehow thinking he was still on the first. Who did that? Jackson was sure this girl wasn’t that bad, though he wouldn’t put it past her. Still, he offered a polite laugh with her relief. Jackson shook his head and held up a hand at her fervent apology. “No, it’s fine, you don’t have to worry about it. Like I said, i’s not that important.” Probably. Her insistent apology was actually more irritating than the interruption by this point.

Jackson did consider her offer, though he wasn’t sure what all she could help with. “Um…unless you happen to remember what the lineup of school events is for this quarter, I think there’s not much you can do.” And he assumed that she probably didn’t know anything about anything.

Well, that wasn’t entirely true, was it? She did know about cooking and baking, clearly, especially the parts that involve making sugary sweet things. Which had Jackson wondering what other kinds of things she could make. The boy, despite not being allowed to have (too much of) it, had a horrible sweet tooth, such that he would make himself sick from it on a regular basis because he simply could not help himself, and the consequences weren’t enough to deter him from them. So that these were very sweet, only made Jackson love them more. “No, these are perfect!” he insisted with a smile through his chewing.

Jackson was so distracted, that he didn’t even notice he didn’t give her a name back(and neither did the author, whoops), though Jackson had been forgetting a lot of things lately, such as the event calendar, as he struggled to process and work through the recent loss of his grandmother. A relative was supposed to come out soon to help him with all the logistics of suddenly losing his guarding, but…yeah, Jackson just didn’t give any fucks. He just wanted to bury himself in school and forget…

Anyway….

“Yeah? I think you will too. I mean, I do, it’s really nice and um….” Easy. “Fulfilling.” Yeah, that didn’t sound too convincing, even to Jackson. Hopefully she was too dumb to notice. He smiled ‘sheepishly’ at the praise. “Really? You think so? I feel like I was tricked into it, somehow.” Because other people were too lazy, so Jackson couldn’t afford to be as well. He didn’t really want to talk about that, Jackson was more interested in knowing if she’d be bringing such amazing sweets to every meeting. If she was, then she was a keeper, definitely. “You…you would? T-thanks! That’s really nice of you! I mean, I’d probably make the kitchen start on fire just from standing in it, but if you’re okay with that, then….we could…arrange a date or sometime when we can meet.” Jackson didn’t even notice his use of the work ‘date’. His head was still foggy.

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Bunny still felt bad that she had likely messed up his plans, but she grudgingly nodded in acceptance of his response. “Okay…” she replied waveringly. She tended to do this around cute boys, put their priorities and needs absolutely first and feel bad if she felt like she’d ruined them, and try to make up for it. Gryph had experienced that when she’d dumped her Pocky in his lap on accident (and she had gone through with her promise to buy him a box as an apology). At his consideration, though, she brightened up a little. “I, um, I actually did look over the events before I came, and I think I can remember most of them…” she admitted a bit sheepishly. She may have been very dim with social culture, but Bunny had a decent memory (as well as being paranoid about this meeting and making sure she did all the studying she could for it).

But yes, Bunny was most knowledgeable about things found in the kitchen (as well as fashion and makeup, but that wasn’t as relevant here), and would gladly satisfy Jackson’s sweet tooth all the time. After all, the saying was something about the way to a man’s heart was through his stomach, right? “Oh, I’m so glad,” she replied with a smile, cheeks flushed pink from all the compliments. “You, um… You can have another if you’d like, I’m sure no one would mind…” Bun had brought plenty. But honestly, she would let him have as many as he wanted; just like with Nao, all she wanted to do was make him like her, and her baking seemed to be a good way to do that.

Had she known about the tragedy that had just occurred in his life, Bunny would have thrown herself at him with all the comforting and sorrowful words. As it was, she was too busy oogling at his beauty and everything to notice that he might seem a little down.

“Is it?” she chirped with a grin. Bun didn’t notice his insincerity. “I mean, I don’t really know anything about how to do… yearbook stuff… but that’s okay because I’m new, right?” Hopefully she would learn along the way. And hopefully Jackson could be her mentor, heehee…! “You do?” she said, pouting slightly. “That’s too bad. I’ll help as much as I can!” Bun gave a little salute which she would later cringe about because omg how stupid?? She fidgeted with the basket a little as he spoke, expecting laughter and him turning her down, but when Jackson showed interest, she looked up at him, eyes wide and bright. “Nonono, I’m sure you’ll be fine!” she assured him. And then he… He said…. He said ‘date’…..!!! Bunny had to force herself not to squeal aloud. Omggg, he liked her!!! “Th-th-that would be great!” she stammered, trying to breathe. “I, um, I’m usually not as busy on Fridays and weekends, s-so if you wanna do it sometime later this week…?” Bun pulled out her phone and practically thrust it at him. “I can text you!”

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Oh? So she wasn’t as useless as the thought she’d be. That was another plus in her favor. Most people who showed up barely knew what meeting they were attending, so that this Bunny already had a grasp on what to expect(he assumed, he was wrong) was refreshing. Little did he know it was just because she was paranoid about not knowing what to know that she spent too much time learning a bunch of useless things in addition to the event calendar. But at least she could be useful. “Okay….that helps a lot then,” he said with a smile, then laughed sheepishly. “I’m usually pretty good at remembering all that stuff myself, but I haven’t been on my best game the past….well, lately.” And he didn’t really feel like delving into those issues either. This was a club meeting, not a feel-good convention.

Jackson uncapped the white board marker he’d been using and returned to the board. “Um….why don’t you go ahead and list them off for me, or at least what you can remember, and we’ll just sort through them later.” Because they probably weren’t going to be able to cover all the year-events, especially since they only had a handful of people on yearbook this year so far. He wasn’t confident that they’d get any more people as the year progressed. After all, who wanted to do this shit? Only stupid people and people like him who wanted something easy to do to look ‘involved’.

This girl might make a good addition to the club, though, even if all she did was bake them goodies for their meetings. Otherwise, Jackson was sure she’d be quite useless. Well, maybe she’d know some useless facts here and there, but he wasn’t counting on anybody else in the club being very productive. He was probably going to have to do it all himself. Sighhh….

“Thanks, but I really shouldn’t have too many,” he said with a polite wave of his hand. “Too much sugar isn’t good for me, it’s a health thing.” Still, Jackson looked down at the plate of treats, practically drooling. “Mmm….one more won’t hurt, I guess.” He guess wrong. Jackson took one up and started nomming, enjoying the sweetness just as much as he had the first.

Just as he thought, she didn’t know what she was doing, Bunny just joined the group because it looked easy, he decided. “Yeah, you’ll learn. I’ll be going over the basics once everyone else gets here, so don’t you worry about knowing anything just yet.” Ha ha…did she just salute him? Well….at least she was enthusiastic. That was more than some people. At her encouragement, Jackson dipped his head and blushed slightly. “Thanks….ha ha…” Jackson didn’t realize his use of the word ‘date’. He meant it platonically, as in, arranging a time to meet. Not in the way she was obviously squealing over. He considered her schedule then nodded. “I’m usually good on Fridays, if you are too. I usually have other things to do around the weekend, so those probably wouldn’t work.” Then again, he wasn’t sure if he was still going to be seeing Rue…even thought he really wanted to. The guilt though…. “Okay…thanks.” he continued pleasantly, taking the phone from her and mindlessly inputting his name as “Osiris Jackson” followed by his number. Then he handed it back. “Just text me with your name, and I’ll save it in my phone too.”

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Bunny was clueless about what Jackson was thinking about her. He was putting on a good front (to her, at least) and she remained oblivious to his true opinions. She beamed up at him, hoping she would be able to help. “It does?” she chirped happily. “Oh good, I’m glad!” She so loved being helpful. Her brow furrowed slightly, though, at what he said next, and Bun tilted her head curiously. “You haven’t? Are you okay?” she asked with concern. “Are you sick?” She didn’t catch onto the whole “not delving into issues” vibe, obviously.

She nodded at his request. “I’ll do my best,” Bunny promised, and bit her lip as she started trying to remember all she had read. The short girl rolled on the balls of her feet nevously. Let’s see, autumn dance, winter dance, auctions and sales… Bunny rattled off all that she could remember (which was most of them), then pondered a moment longer before nodding affirmatively. “How’s that?” she chirped, smiling at Jackson. She hoped he would be impressed! Bun made a promise to herself in that moment that she would do all she could to help him out. She didn’t want him to feel too pressured to do everything!

“O-oh, right, okay,” Bunny replied with an apologetic smile. “I, um, I can understand that, I have health stuff to worry about too, so it’s okay!” Most of hers wasn’t so much food-related, but at least she could relate somewhat. She giggled when he gave in and grabbed another one, though. “M-maybe I should move the basket away so you’re not so tempted,” she tried to tease gently. He seemed like the good-natured type, right?

She finally sat down at the table, taking the chair beside the one she assumed Jackson would be sitting in. Bun didn’t even think about the fact that that meant people would probably be looking that way. “Okay!” she replied excitedly. “I’m sure it will be really helpful.” Could he see that adoration already sparkling in her eyes? Especially after he announced the idea for a date! Eeeee! Bun couldn’t remember the last time she’d been asked on one…. Actually, had she ever? Officially? “Friday sounds perfect,” she gushed. “I usually upload my Youtube videos on Friday evenings, but it’s fine, I can just do it afterwards!” Unless they stayed there late, heehee…! Bunny laced her fingers together and bounced excitedly as he put in his number; her heart felt like it was going a million beats a minute. She looked down when he handed it back. “Your name is Osiris?” she asked, glancing up again. “That’s a neat name!” Bun nodded and stuffed the device in her bag. “Okay! I will!” she promised. Bunny was about to say more, but then the door opened, and she shut her mouth and looked back. Apparently it wasn’t quite so early anymore; people were showing up. “U-um, I’ll text you after the meeting,” she promised, before turning and thrusting her macaroons at the newcomers with giddy shyness. Apparently she had a bit more confidence now that she had a date!

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Her enthusiasm certainly was adorable and Jackson smiled over it. Honestly, it was nice seeing someone this sincere(albeit dumb) join the team. He didn’t know if he could stand another year of working with lazy people. Well, not all of them were lazy, he was just being bitter, but a good portion of them were incompetent. Jackson blinked at the question, somehow confused as to where she got the idea that he might be sick. His attention was just that bad right now, so it took a few moments for him to realize. “Oh…oh no, I’m not sick,” he said with a wave of his hand. “I’m just….dealing with some things.” That were none of her business. “But I’d rather not talk about it. Sorry…” He offered an apologetic smile, hoping that would appease her curiosity.

Jackson listened and wrote down the events as she rattled them off in no particular order, nodding at some and wincing at other that were so obvious he shouldn’t have forgotten them. How embarrassing… He sighed silently and nodded to the girl, a sheepish smile tainting his lips. “That’s great, thanks a lot.” How pathetic was he that this girl essentially showed him up on the memorization front. Jackson shouldn’t be hard on himself considering recent events, but it was a small prick at his pride.

“Well, if you’re gonna do that, maybe I should just grab them now and horde them for later?” he teased back. It probably wasn’t a bad idea, to keep the basket away from him. His attempts to be polite and use the “I can’t have sugar” excuse usually failed anyway, he didn’t know why he even bothered anymore. Mostly to get out of having to eat stuff he didn’t like, usually.

Jackson was completely oblivious to the adoration she was showering the blonde with. All he saw was a girl squealing with excitement, like girls did. “Oh? You do youtube videos?” he asked with some interest. Jackson hadn’t known many vloggers…or any. “What do you…what are they about?” Probably something girly, like how to do her hair or showing off her collection of dolls. Or stuffed animals. He hoped it was stuffed animals and not dolls. Upon hearing his real name spoken out loud, Jackson was snapped back to reality form wherever his mind had been and he held up a hand as if to halt her train of thought. “No! Yes, it is, but I usually go by—“ Jackson didn’t get a chance to finish his sentence as that was when the door opened and (in)conveniently every other person(not every other person) in the club decided to show up at once. Damn, now he had to put on his game face. Jackson nodded. “Okay,” he said, holding up a finger. “After the meeting….I still need to talk to you, okay?” He had to get this name thing straight with her, he wasn’t going to let her get away with it like he had with Ginny. It was bad enough that even one girl knew his real name, but two!? Nope, never, not happening. Jackson stepped away to go greet another newcomer and start rattling off some endless stream of information.

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Bunny was definitely prepared to work hard in this club. Not only so her parents would be happy, but so that she would make a good impression on this cutie-patootie and hopefully make him like her more! Still, she was a little concerned with how he seemed to be acting, although for all she knew, he was like this all the time. “Oh… I see,” she murmured, eyes softening in sympathy even more. “I’m sorry to hear that…” Bun shook her head at Jackson’s apology. “It’s okay. But if you ever do want to talk, I’m a good listener!” And she would leave it at that.

She didn’t mean to make him embarrassed, Bunny was just glad to help. Surely it made her look smart and beneficial to the team! “No problem,” she chirped with a big, proud smile. “If there’s anything else I can do to help, just let me know!” No way was she going to let him do all the work by himself, especially if he was dealing with difficult things.

Oh good, he was playing along with her teasing! Bunny giggled at his response, playfully pushing the basket back out of his reach (which he could easily still get if he just took a couple steps around her). “Maybe you should,” she grinned. “But I wouldn’t wanna be the one that makes you feel icky afterwards!” Especially while he was trying to lead this meeting.

She brightened more at his question. “Mhmm!” Bun replied excitedly. “Um, mostly about baking, and makeup and hair stuff, and clothing,” she answered with a slightly embarrassed smile. “Probably not things a boy would be interested in…” Bunny was fairly certain 95% of her audience was female. She blinked in confusion as Jackson suddenly began to speak, but she didn’t know what he was going to say, due to the interruption. Bunny looked between them and her new crush as Jackson gave his last request, and she blushed, nodding furiously. What could he possibly want?? “I’ll be here,” she promised, and started fidgeting with her journal and pens and stuff as people started to arrive and get settled. She smiled shyly at any newcomers and meekly offered the sweets until Jackson got the meeting started. The whole time, she would watch him with wide, adoring eyes, taking notes down and trying to ignore the giddy excitement in her stomach.

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At least she was sensitive enough to drop a subject and not press annoyingly, like some people did. Maybe she wasn’t so bad? Whatever, they only just met, all Jackson needed to know right now was that she was a cutie and they worked together in club. He likely wouldn’t take her up on her offer to talk - Jackson didn’t really feel like talking to anyone, not even Rue, much less a girl he just met - but it was still nice to know he had that option. “Thanks,” he said with a weak smile.

He had to put back on his game face, though. There were more important things to worry about right now, like getting this meeting taken care of. “You will…be the first person I turn to if I need help,” he said, leaning down slightly to match their eyes. He gave a very gentlemanly smile and slight bow of the head before straightening out again. “Good to be working with you.”

Jackson didn’t need her help in feeling ‘icky’, he did a very good job of doing that all by himself. But he kept his eye on the basket and a smirk on his face as he easily reached over and nabbed not just one more, but two more macaroons! The boy took a step back, lest she try to take them back, and immediately took a giant bite of one of them. “Mmm,” he hummed in delight as the sweetness took over his tastebuds. “Sometimes, there are things worth feeling ‘icky’ over later.” Jackson could live with the consequences if he had to. He always did.

She was right in that he didn’t find things like makeup and hair very interesting(or so he told himself), but he was still willing to take a look. That’s what nice guys did, right? “Well….if it’s something you made, then I wanna see it.” That probably didn’t come out as he intended. Jackson was just trying to be friendly, and friends shared interests. If he couldn’t stand it, then he’d say so then….or not, Jackson didn’t think he could find the guts to tell a girl anything they did was bad. Them being so sensitive and all.

Except when it came to the issue of his name, Jackson had to stop her from ‘getting used’ to it at all costs! Even if it meant yelling at her….well, maybe not, he wasn’t going to yell at a girl, just…ask pressingly. But it looked like it might have to wait until after…no, wait, this was a good chance. “Thanks for coming, everyone!” he said like the good public speaker he was, with a compelling smile and sharp eyes. “I’m Jackson. Please, call me Jackson. I’m a junior and the current stand-in president of this club, at least until we get officer appointments underway. If anybody else is interested in a leadership position, you can come see me once the meeting is over and we’ll discuss it.” Good. That ought to send the message, right? Jackson continued the meeting, explaining everything they needed to know and what they could expect by being members of the club, etc etc etc, and nibbling on the macaroons throughout. By the end of it, his mouth was a little dry, but at least it tasted sweet. He nodded to the other students as they began to shuffle out of the room.

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When Jackson leaned down to be more on Bunny’s level and looked her in the eyes, her own widened as a full-on blush spread across her face and nose. She felt incredibly hot and giddy at his words, and momentarily forgot how to speak. “Okay!” she finally managed with a giant smile. “I promise I won’t let you down!” Fortunately she managed not to do another silly salute.

But maybe she was letting him down now, by letting him have more macaroons than he should. “Hey!” she squealed and giggled as he reached around her. Bunny playfully batted his arm. “You’re gonna make yourself sick!” She didn’t try to force them away, though, just watched him with a grin. “If you do, it’s not my fault,” Bun declared. She could understand his logic, though – they were really good. But she did hope he didn’t get too ill…

She expected him to show disinterest in the subject of her Youtube once she’d told him what it was about, but when Jackson spoke, Bunny’s expression lit up and her cheeks burned with a blush once again. “R-really?” she squeaked. What a sweetheart!! Bun tried to remember how to breathe as she managed to give him her Youtuber name – Bunnytalk. “I, um, I think the latest video I put up is about desserts, s-so maybe that will interest you,” she added with a small giggle.

He sure interested her, after all. Bun kept her attention completely on him as he began the meeting. Oh wait… Jackson? He went by his last name? Kinda like she did! And the name Jackson was cute too. She figured this was probably what he had wanted to tell her before people started to come. But wow…. Just watching him…. She wanted to swoon. He was so confident and well-put-together and cute… Bunny found herself spacing out a couple times when she should have been taking notes. By the time the meeting was over, she was even more eager to spend time with him. As the other students left, she stuck around, slowly gathering her things (like the now-empty basket of macaroons). “Did you still want to talk to me?” she asked him with a bright smile. “I promise I’ll call you Jackson, if that’s what you want. I know what it’s like not to want to go by your first name.” Bunny stood close to him, head arched up so she could see his face so high above her (only because she was so short). “That was really good, by the way! I th-think you’re a natural leader.”

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Was she blushing? Ha! How cute! It almost made Jackson want to see what else would make her fluster up like that, aside from just having a boy’s face in her face. Girls really were silly, weren’t they? “Ha ha, okay, I’ll be depending on you then,” he said with a smile. A devious idea entered his mind, and the boy sent her a cheeky wink on impulse, just to see if he could make her blush again. He imagined it wouldn’t be too hard.

Jackson laughed along with their antics, pulling back slightly at the smack on his arm. “I’ll be fiiine, I know how to take care of myself.” With that declaration, Jackson stuck out his tongue at the short girl, then smartly took another large bite of one of the treats. He probably could finish them all off if nobody stopped him, so maybe it was a good thing she was making such a fuss over it. Those two he just stole would definitely be his last, he told himself. Hopefully.

Ah, now that Jackson watched her more closely, this little girl actually blushed quite often and easily. Funny how he didn’t really notice until he’d gotten out of his head and really started interacting with her, rather than just spouting out pre-scripted gentlemanly phrases. He still wasn’t sure he was that interested in the youtube channel, though he still took down the name. “I’ll take a look at it when I can,” he said. Jackson didn’t have his own laptop(he was lucky to even have a cell phone, actually) so he would have to go to the school library to watch it…and he was actually too self conscious to watch such things in public, with people potentially looking over his shoulder. Maybe he could ask Rue….maybe. It would be a good excuse to see the man again, after the way they parted last time.

Talking in public was easy for Jackson. Well, just talking in general was easy for him. Like he’d told Michelle once, he made a lot of mistakes and said a lot of embarrassing things sometimes, but he shrugged them off and continued on with the point. He was a little irritated at some of the members, who weren’t really paying much attention, but…guess kids will be kids, right? Today was just an introduction. They’d have another meeting soon, before any real events started, so they could distribute assignments and such. Overall, he thought it was a fairly successful meeting, considering. “Hmm?” he said, turning his attention to the girl he’d met just before the meeting. Jackson stared at her as she rattled off exactly the point he’d been trying to make earlier. Huh…maybe she wasn’t so dumb after all? “Yeah, thanks. Sorry, I didn’t get a chance to tell you before the meeting started and…yeah, I really don’t like it when people call me that.” Though he was curious. “Bunny is a nickname too, right? What’s…if you don’t mind me knowing, what’s your real name?” A full blush spread from his cheeks out to his ears at the compliment. “Y-you think so? I was just doing….y’know, what needed to be done.” Damn, why was he getting tongue-tied now? He was doing just fine before, wasn’t he?