Jackson sighed and tossed up his hands with mild exasperation. "I can't tell you how to live your life except I know that you keep going down this road, you're not going to have much of a life to live. It just... it worries me. I have to get to the door. Just be careful ok?"
He looked over his shoulder as he walked away, confused as to why he should feel this sort of protective concern for Keiran and yet just going with the flow. It had to do something with that journal just like his attraction for Ginny had something to do with that journal too. Not all of it, obviously, but a good portion of it. Who were these people and why did they all of a sudden mean so much to him?
"Don't forget, we gotta talk during break. When you take yours, let me know and I'll take mine," he added over his shoulder.