promise

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Okay, so I'm fourteen, my name is Jasmine, but everyone calls me Jaz. My best friend is Jeffrey eli miller. Sound familiar? Duhh. We've been best friends since like we were 2 months old. We were born in the same hospital, on the same day, in the same year. Yeah I know, kinda weird. But hey, you can't stop birth.

Our moms were best friends since before we were born. But my mom passed away when I was nine. But then my sister took care of me because she was nineteen.

But me and Jeffrey have continued to be friends. Plenty of people have asked if we are dating, but we're not. And we never will.

Just so you guys know, I'm the one that convinced him to make a Vine and sing.

Well today's our last day of school, we have field day. Whoop whoop.

Well I have to get dressed.

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I walk into my closet and grab some shorts (sport shorts, thats what I call them) and grab an old choir shirt. I quickly change into my clothes and quickly put on my nikes with with some knee high socks.

*doorbell*

That's Jeffrey.

"Emily, I'll see you after school." I yell to my sister.

"Okay." she yells back.

I run downstairs and open the door.

"Hey Jeffrey."

"Hey." He smiles and hugs me.

I grab my phone and get out of the house.

(SKIPPING SCHOOL DAY)

"Hey can I head over to your house for today." Jeffrey asks.

"Sure, you can sleepover if you'd like." I smile.

"Okay. But I'm going to head to my house real quick to get clothes." He smiles and puts his arm around me.

"Okay." I nod.

I open the door to my house.

"Okay, I'll see you in a bit." He smiles and hugs me.

He walks two houses down and I walk into my house. I sit down on the couch and grabbed my phone. I have a bunch of vine, twitter, and Instagram notifications.

I usually just ignore them.

*doorbell*

"Come in jeffrey." I yell.

He walks in laughing.

"What?" I say giggling.

"You already know its me. And you're so lazy, you just yell." He says laughing like crazy.

"Dude, this is our first day of summer. And I've been home for seven minutes and I'm bored." I say groaning.

"I'll whip for you." He laughs.

"Oh my god. Go for it." I say pulling out my phone and laughing.

I start recording on Snapchat and he starts to whip. I can't control my laughter.

"Jaz stop recording." He says covering the camera and leaghs like crazy.

"Okay, okay." I say laughing too.

"Sing for me." I smile.

"What song?" He asks.

"Surprise me."

He begins to sing I'm not the only one, by Sam smith.

I smiled.