I rushed to my room grabbing paper out of my drawing pad and getting Mika's pen.
"Jasmine what are you doing?" Emmett asked as I rushed back into the living room where everyone was still developing the story.
"I need an envelope and I need to send this to my family I said.
I sat on the ground and wrote
Dear everyone,
I've been recovering pretty well and I can only hope you are to. I am happy to say that I have an apartment, even though I'm broke, I also have 2 jobs, as well as a handful of friends. Lisa, the owner of the apartment complex is letting me off the hook for two months (I told her my situation and she said she understood)! After a few months I will have gotten things for my apartment, right now the only furniture is a lawn chair not to mention I have barely any clothes or food, but hopefully you can visit! Id offer to get ya'll but I have no way of transportation. Maybe since its August you can come up for thanksgiving? Right me back please and I will be looking forward to it!
Love, Jasmine
I ended with that then folded it, "now who has an envelope?"
Dylan said, "come on! I e got some and I can even drive you to the post office if you want!"
"Can we come?"Zac asked.
"Sure," stank answered as we all made our way out.
I closed my apparent and locked it. Dylan's room was on the next story, it wasn't to bad of a walk.
Once in his apartment, where I figured out that he and Louis were roommates and shared it, he gave me an envelope. I wrote all the necessary stuff on it then we quickly made out way to his car. We drove to the post office in silent where I put the sealed letter in a big blue bin.
"Mission accomplished," Dylan sighed then we made our way back.
I realized that I hadn't seen Louis in the apartment so I curiously asked, "where's Louis? He wasn't at your guys apartment, or was he?"
Dylan chuckled, "no he went to work.
"Really where does he work?"
"At a diner as a cook."
"He majors at the university for cooking," Emmett picked his head between us.
"Wow that gives him a whole new look," I said laughing a bit.
"Yah," Zac joined the conversation.
"Maybe you could come over and he can cook for us?" Dylan wiggled his eyebrows while everyone in the back seats cheered.
"We should do that!" I exclaimed.
"I'll ask him when he comes home."
"You sound like an old married couple," I wrinkled my nose while everyone laughed.
The rest of the ride was silent. We walked to our separate apartments. I was about to open mine when Elizabeth said, "thank you for telling me about you. I feel so sorry but now that I know you I feel like we will be better friends," her smile was small.
"I do to and I feel like i can trust you," I smiled, "next time it's your turn to tell me about you."
"Oh, my childhood wasn't interesting but I'll help you as much as you need."
"Thank you," I nodded my head before we headed into our separate homes.
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I woke up and went to check the mail box outside my apartment door. It has been three days since I sent the letter and Ive been anxious to get a reply.
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ChickLitJasmine is trying to find her way in the world. Little does she know that in order to find her way she needs to find herself.