Charlotte's POV
"And I was 'like dad, if you're getting mam those shoe's for your anniversary, its only fair if you get me something too' " Jasmine say as we walk down the hallways towards our maths class.
Jasmine was currently telling me the story on why she got her car taken away for a week, while I just nod in agreement while I'm reality, she should of gotten the car taken away for good.
The way she talks about her parents is upsetting. She calls them mean names, and curses them out, to their faces as well. And they do nothing.
If I did that to my mam, god she'd murder me.
"And he was like 'I dont have to give you anything because its our anniversary'. And I was like 'but your my parents. And its only fair you get me new shoe's since you didnt get me that bag last month' "Jasmine says and I roll my eyes knowing she can't see me.
"And he was like 'you have enough bags and shoes. You have enough of everything. Be grateful or we'll take your car keys'. And I told him that he's so fucking annoying and that he never does anything for me. And the fucker actually took my keys. How unbelievable is that?" Jamsine scoffs and I nod.
"So unbelievable that he would take the keys after you insult him" I mumble. "Right? Like I honestly might run away at this point" Jasmine sighs, and I roll my eyes again.
"So what did you do after I left yesterday?" Jasmine asks me as we turn a corner. "I showed him around"I tell her, and she stops walking.
I stop and turn to her, and I'm confused to see her glaring at me. "You still hung out with him?" Jasmine asks, and I nod.
"Was better than sitting in awkward silence" I shrug, and she scowls. "I cant believe you did that" Jasmine mutters as she starts walking again, and I quickly run to catch up with her.
"What did I do?" I ask, very confused at what I did to upset her.
"Hung out with him without me" Jasmine snaps, and I frown. "What do you mean? Why is that bad?-"
"The only reason he even talked to you was because of me. So its bitchy of you to hang out with him without me. You know I like him" Jasmine scowls, and my eyes furrow as we start to walk up the stairs.
"Im sorry, I didnt know you-"
"Its fine. He probably doesnt even like you anyways. The only reason he let you show him around was probably because he was too kind to say no" Jasmine sighs, and I frown.
"I didnt offer, he asked me to show him around" I explain, and she stops and stands infront of me.
"Quite trying to start an argument Charlotte. Real friends dont do that. You're my friend right?" She asks, and I nod my head.
"Of course, I just-"
"Good. So stay away from him" Jasmine tells me.
Even though I only knew him a day, I liked Cameron. He was funny and easy to talk to. And I was hoping we could be friends.
So the fact that Jasmine is ordering me to stay away from him makes me sad, because my wish of being friends isn't possible.
"And what are you wearing? We agreed on the skirt and crop. Not...builder trousers and a vest" Jasmine scoffs.
I look down at my black cargo pants and white tank top, and wrap my arms around myself to hide from her judgmental eyes.
I thought I looked good.
"I'm sorry I just really didnt feel like-"
"Whatever" Jasmine sighs before walking through the double doors and out into the hallway.
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Fighting Feelings
Romance"You can't say stuff like that" I mumble, and he chuckles. "And why cant I?". "Because we're friends" I say, reminding both him and myself. I dont miss how Cameron's smile drops a little from my reminder, but he plays it off and nudges my shoulder. ...