Okay second part let's go 🎊
Jazz's pov
Just great too many people. I try to get to the front of the line but guess what Too Many Damn People!I usually don't like using my power over people but for my cigarettes, I will. I notice that the guy who is at the front of the line is non other than John Jacobs, the guy thinks of himself as some type of a god. He tried hitting on me so many times telling me how we could rule the entire city together. I know right it's stupid and funny as hell I mean how isn't he afraid of me yet, we go to the same hell hole they call a school and i'm sure he has seen all of the things i'm capable of if anyone tries to come close to or stands in my way I mean I even sent the school janitor to the ICU. I know i'm amazingly dangerous.
I push my way to the front of the line which is obviously easy since everyone recognises me."I think your taking too long."I state and he smirks when he realises who it is."oh hey Doll ,I knew you had good taste." I am in no mood to be called doll right now, why can't I just get my damn cigarettes already."call me doll again and I will remind you of those stitches you got last month when I hit you in the head with that school chair."I state and everyone looks even more scared if me now and I love it.
"No matter how many stitches I get, you will still be my Doll." Is he trying to die."well I just lost all of my energy, your so draining." Did he just spank me? Well I don't mind going to jail for murder. I punch him hard in the the stomach and he falls to the floor and everyone starts cheering."I'm not done with with you yet Jacobs."he starts laughing, seriously I think it's time to teach him a lesson, the Jazz lesson.I drag him outside by his shirt while everyone follows us outside.
I take a wooden stick and I start hitting him every where with it while screaming."AM I STILL YOUR DOLL NOW!?"he just keeps on laughing while people just stand and watch in fear, if anyone doesn't stop me right now I might just kill him."just keep on laughing while I jump in your car and run you over with it." Everyone gasps at my words but no one tries to stop me , maybe it's because I scare them too much or they all just want him dead since his an asshole to everyone.
I get into his car and before I can start it a boy jumps in front of it and then he kneels?"get out of the fucking way you peace of shit!"I yell and he doesn't even look scared, doesn't he know me."please get out of the car, please."that's it i'm going to have to bury two freaking dead bodies today, i'm already so fucking pissed."what, are you going to stop me nerd?" Seriously what's a nerd going to do?I think I recognize him from my biology class, he's the class nerd."look umm Jasmine just calm down.." before he can finish I cut him off."did you just fucking call me Jasmine?" Oh now he's really dead.
"I-I d-didn't mean it , Jazz."he steamers while I walk slowly towards him until I can smell he's minty breath."it's too late to call me Jazz nerd "the fear is very evident in his eyes and he keeps stepping back until he trips on John's feet."look I just don't want you to make this type of a mistake." Is he for real like is he talking to me."if you kill him, your life is ruined and you might a life sentence." I laugh, this shit is so freaking funny.
"Okay, he lives and so do you I no longer have the energy to kill so get him and get out of my sight before I change my mind." He looks so shocked and so does everybody else, what's so shocking i'm just no longer mad that's it."your still here nerd."I state and he gets to his feet as quick as possible and he tries his best to help John to get up but his obviously too weak."hey , hey you in the pink shirt." I point at some punk with tattoos and piercings and he looks like his about to shit his pants, why am I so scary to people, in not complaining though.
"Get over there and help them out before I give a concussion."he quickly runs and he helps them out and just like that they are out of my sight."what are you all still looking at , the show's over."everyone quickly goes back inside and they start arguing about who was at the front of the line, I know right people are just so annoying here.I jump on my bike and i'm ready to go home to smoke my lovely cigarettes.
Jacob's POV
This is Jacob
I have no idea why I freaking jumped in front of the car, now look where that got me, helping out the guy that shoved me in lockers for my entire life even though we have been neighbors since we both were in diapers."John are you okay?"I ask and he lets out a cry of pain."what does it look dip shit."why am I even helping him and on top of that he's very heavy and the guy who Jazz asked to help me just ditched me as soon as we reached a corner, I will tell Jazz about him I think his name is Norman or something, he also shoves me in lockers and he's also my neighbor, just my luck huh."I'm gonna take you to the hospital, you don't look so good." Like seriously Jazz beat him to a pulp, he looks like he was run over by a bus, that girl is something else."take me there now, don't that if you let me die you will finally be free, I will still shove your nerdy ass in a locker." Someone please tell me why i'm helping him."I don't even know why I saved your life in the first place." This guy is an asshole."I didn't ask you to dip shit." Well that's it, I drop him to the ground and I walk away." I'll just go home, take a hot shower then I'll study while you die over here." I say simply while he cries in pain, why is he being such an asshole in his condition."don't live me here please i'm sorry."wait what did I hear that correctly."did you just say please and sorry, to me?"seriously thank you Jazz."yes and I won't shove you in lockers anymore I promise, just help me." I walk over to him quick and I take him to the hospital, I have to get Jazz a gift basket.
To be continued.........
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The red eye called Jazz
FanfictionAbout a bad girl who smokes,does what all bad girls do but she only has one rule : she can not touch a drop of alcohol because once she's drunk she becomes a whole new person, not in a good way though because she becomes worse then the devil himself...