Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Jax’s POV
I sat on a bench in the airport. Where the hell is Ragatha? I sighed and pulled my AirPods out and connected my phone. I looked up and a girl was at the map but she looked like she was getting frustrated, so like the gentleman I am I stood up and walked over.
The girl looked around my age had short brown hair with one and one blue streak, and not gonna lie she was hot. “Hey uh ya need any help?” I asked. She looked me in the eyes then back at the map and held her phone up to it. I looked over and saw she was trying to translate it. Oh that makes sense. “Ya speak English?” I asked. She looked up again then typed something into her phone.
“Sorry I don’t speak English. Only Russian.”
Ohhh. Everything clicked into place. Then Ragatha walked over. She was visiting her grandparents in Hawaii for a week so I was tasked with picking her up since I was the only one in our friend group who had their drivers license. “Rags you speak Russian right?” I asked.
“Bits and pieces but yeah, why?”
“This chick only speaks it and I wanna help out.”
“I can try. Uhhh Привет, меня зовут Рагата! Что твое?” (Hi, my name is Ragatha! What’s yours?)
What the hell..?
But the girls eyes lit up. “Меня зовут Помни! Я здесь по стипендии в средней школе Мэдисона.” (My name is Pomni! I’m here on a scholarship to Madison High School)
Ragatha nodded. “Her name is Pomni, she’s here on a scholarship to our school.” Oh hell yeah. Finally a cute girl goes to our school.
“Ask her how old she is.” I said. I was genuinely hoping she was 15 or 16.
“Приятно познакомиться с вашим Помни! Мы учимся в той же школе, что и ты! Сколько Вам лет?” Ragatha said. (Nice to meet you Pomni! We go to the same school as you! How old are you?)
“Пятнадцать.” Pomni said. (15.)
“She’s 15!” Ragatha translated.
“Fuck yeah!” I said.
“You exited play boy?” Ragatha said with a smirk, smacking my back.
I rubbed the back of my neck in embarrassment. “Sorry, ask her if she’s gotta place to stay.” I said really hoping she didn’t.
“Итак, Помни, у тебя есть где остановиться?” (So Pomni, do you have a place to stay?) Ragatha said swinging her hips.
“Нет, моя поездка была сбыта в последнюю минуту, и я пытался найти отель.” (No my ride bailed last minute so I’m trying to find a hotel.)
“Her ride bailed last minute so she’s gonna find a hotel.” Ragatha said.
“Hey Rags, tell her she can crash at my place since my parents are out of town for a few months.”
“Got it. Это мой друг Джакс! У него довольно большой дом, и он с радостью позволит вам остаться там, если вы хотите.” (This is my friend Jax! He has a pretty big house and he’s happy to let you stay there if you’d like.)
She looked at me with those big blue eyes. God those are beautiful. I could imagine our kid with those eyes. JAX STOP. You don’t even know the girl. For all you know she could be gay. Not that there’s anything wrong with that but still!
“Он уверен, что я не хочу ему ничего навязывать.” (Is he sure I don’t want to force anything on him.)
“She wants to know if you’re sure.” Ragatha said.
“Oh yeah I’m positive. My parents won’t even notice. They barely know I exist.” I said rolling my eyes. But it was true, they were too caught up in their fashion empire to notice their only son whose dream was to have a hot Russian wife and to be a tattoo artist.
“Он совсем не против!” (He dosent mind at all!)
Pomni looked at us then extended her hand to shake. We all piled into my car and I dropped Ragatha off at her place. Then we went to mine. “Welcome to your new home!” I said. But quickly remembered she didn’t understand me. She looked around amazed.
“Ты не собираешься нарезать меня на кусочки, верно?” ( You are not gonna chop me into little bits, right?)
What..? I thought. “Oh uh I don’t speak Russian sorry!” She sighed and typed it in her phone.
You aren’t gonna chop me into little bits, right? It read.
“Oh no no no! I’m not doing any of that.” I shook my head and she loosened up a bit.
I gestured for her to follow me up the stairs and showed her one of the guest rooms next to mine. I opened the door and gestured inside. “This is your room for now. My parents won’t care we have like 16 so do whatever you want. My room right next door if you need anything. Here’s my number.” I write my number down on a piece of paper and put it down in the drawer. I closed the door behind me then went to my room. This was going to be interesting…