➪𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚝 ⌨︎

⌨︎𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 3⌨︎

3rd person

Elizabeth found the look on her new royal subject's face funny. It was full of concern and worry.
Elizabeth could already see Jasmines hands reaching towards her scars.
"Uhm, slow down there honey. I understand I'm beautiful, but hands off the money."
Elizabeth humoured, but something told jasmine that she was serious.

"Elizabeth- um- how did?"
"Okay let's get it straight, you want to kill yourself, I don't. We're totally different."

"Okay- I get that! But why are you hurt like that? I thought you didn't... cut?"
"Like I said! There's obvious difference!" Elizabeth bended down, so that that her face was right infront of Jasmine's.

"I don't wanna kill myself."

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What Elizabeth had said wayed down on Jasmine's mind. So much so, that she could hardly pay attention in class.

"Psst, loser."

Jasmine flinched. The only one that had even bothered to talk to her was Oli. She wasn't sure weather Oli was a girl or not, but she didn't care much on that. It was just weird to see someone wear the girls top uniform with the boys pants.

"Yes Oli?"
"Why did the rich bitch drag you to the roof?"

Ah. Oli's foul language and attitude. Jasmine could never get used to it, but it was better than being ignored.

Oli didn't care where you were on in the social ladder, only that you were smart and fast on your feet. Jasmine guessed she fit the position?

"Oh uhm-' She leaned closer to Oli's seat, and whispered to them. ' We talked about our secret relationship, like a secret friendship or agreement."
"How the hell did that happen- did you do something bad and get her interested in you?"

Something like that...

"No! I guess she liked the idea of pulling me around like a pet!"
"Makes a lot of fucking sense. She normally wouldn't give you the time of day unless you were going to kill yourself."

.....

Yeah.

"Uhm, Oli?"
"Yeah?"

"Why do you still talk to me?" Jasmine genuinely asked.

"Because why not? Everyone is just being a bunch of hippicritacle ass holes who didn't even try to know you yet. You not a freak. Just a loser. Now give me yo' pockets."

"Wha- A s-Shake down! That's so stereotypically delinquent of you..."

"Shut your mouth bitch! I'm gonna buy us lunch because you sure as hell won't."

"Oh... thanks Oli.. you're a lot more nicer than how you look."

"What did you say...? I'll kick your ass!"

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Eating lunch with three of the most meanest people in her class was not what jasmine was expecting.
Out of no where, Elizabeth had grabbed both Jasmine and Oli and dragged them down to the out side benches. Soon enough, Denise Wallace, a very mean person, sat with them.

Denise was one of Elizabeth's lackeys, and probably the most popular out of all of them. She was pretty and rich, enough to get greedy eyes on her. The only downside was that her personality was garbage.

"Whythe hell do I have to sit here next to this blonde prick?"

"Prick?! Watch your mouth Oliver! You have no right to speak to Edwards like that!"

"Oh drag the dick out of your ass already you whore, we all know you've been fucking the health teacher" Oli rolled their eyes, clearly done with Denise.

Elizabeth couldn't help but start laughing uncontrollably.
Rather, what Oli had said wasn't funny, but the situation they put Denise in cracked Elizabeth up.

Jasmine was frozen in place. She couldn't even eat a single bite of her food. Oli quickly noticed, and instantly put their attention on her.

"Loser, you should eat. We both know you didn't eat this morning"

"I know... I'm just so nervo-"

Jasmine was stopped when Oli started unwrapping the sandwich they bought. Oli simply unwrapped it and grabbed Jasmine's hands, forcing them open.

"Your gonna eat. I didn't buy this shit for nothing."

"Thanks Oli."

Oli only glared and went back to eating.
Elizabeth was staring at them both. She was quite while they spoke and only observed jasmine closely.

"Edwards?" Denise whispered.

"What? Shouldn't you be busy eating?"
Elizabeth said, devoid of much acknowledgement towards Denise.

"Why are we sitting with them?"

"Because,"
Elizabeth said, while suddenly wrapping a arm over Jasmine's shoulder. Her smirk shown brightly.

"I need to keep my property in check!"