Please Don't Bite

Eleven

❌Talk about trashy exes in Jasmine's POV❌

Angie's POV:
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I could hardly concentrate during lecture, doodling on the corners of my notebook as I sighed dreamily. I was supposed to be watching the powerpoint and brainstorming ideas for a dress, but there was only one thing on my mind.

"Alright, Ang. When are you asking the girl out?" Kornbread's whisper from beside me made me jump. I looked up at her just as she pulled my notebook closer.

"A plus C. Camden plus Angie. Camgeria." She quietly read off what I had written and laughed, making me blush as she was hushed by someone in front of us.

I grabbed my notebook away from her and huffed softly, hiding my face in my arms. I should've known Jasmine would let everyone know what she caught us doing yesterday. If we hadn't been interrupted, there was a high chance things might've escalated. But even though they hadn't I still felt like I had to ask her to be my girlfriend now or never. Before someone else tried taking her from me.

"I would like to ask her, but I don't know how." I said, scribbling small hearts around mine and Camden's names. At this point I didn't care that Kornbread was watching. "What would I do if she rejects me? We're roommates, that'd be awkward."

Kornbread raised a brow, crossing her arms. "You really think that girl is gonna turn you down? The girl who has you wrapped around her finger and clings to your every move?"

I bit my lip and shrugged, starting to sketch out the beginning of a dress. "I don't know, there's always a possibility. What if she thinks it's too soon?"

Kornbread shook her head, watching as I sketched. "You're just being insecure. Get her a couple flowers and leave them on her side of your room and ask her. It doesn't have to be all big and fancy like a proposal."

I thought about it and nodded a little. She was right. I had a tendency to make things more grand than they needed to be and worry over every detail. So I pulled my phone out, texting Camden.

Hey sugar, you like flowers?

It was only a couple seconds later when I got the reply I needed.

Cammie Baby ❤️: I love flowers, why?

I smiled, telling her that I'd see her later tonight before looking up at Kornbread. "You think you can drive me to get some flowers after class?"

She laughed, ending up being hushed again. "Of course I can. I'd do anything to get you a girlfriend."

Jasmine's POV:
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I finally hit submit on the assignment I had been working on late into the afternoon, leaning back in my desk chair and resting my head against Bosco's. She had said she'd work on her own stuff, but ended up falling asleep in my lap instead.

I wasn't complaining, I loved soft and cuddly Bosco. But I did have something I really wanted to ask her, I just wasn't sure if she would answer. It seemed like it would be a touchy subject. So instead of loving on her like I wished I could, I struggled to stand up and laid her down on her bed. Her arms immediately twitched and she stirred when I pulled away, whines escaping her lips as she tried clinging on.

That's what I wanted to know about. Why she seemed so anxious everytime I would leave the room. I grabbed a stuffed animal and laid it against her chest, watching as her arms immediately closed around it and she calmed down once more. I smiled a little and pressed quick kisses to her cheek, hurrying out the door before she could notice I was gone.

Thankfully I didn't hear any drums or guitars as I approached Daya and Maddy's dorm. I knocked a couple times, playing with my hands as I waited for an answer. Daya opened the door, standing back to let me in.