Chris's POV:
After Jasmine, I think that's her name. Anyways she's hot, but after she rejected me, I was sort of bummed. No one rejects me so I didn't see that coming. Then I saw someone walking next to me. I turned to see Erica Lorenzo. My ex-girlfriend. She's the only girlfriend I've ever had. After she broke up with me, she broke me. Ever since then, I became careless, and broke everyone else. I ask a girl on a date, make out with her during a lame movie, and never call her again. Now that I think about it, well. I'm a dick.
"Hey stranger." Erica finally says, smiling.
"Hey Erica," I fake a smile.
"What's up?" She asks. "Heard you and your brother are the new heartbreakers of Gartner High School?"
"So that's what people think of me now.." I say a little disappointed. I didn't even know I had my own name.
"So what. Who'd you hit on already, today?" I didn't want to say, but I did anyways.
"This girl named Jasmine. Jasmine Santona, I think." Her face looks disgusted. "What?" I ask, laughing a bit.
"I hate her so much. Let's just say first grade wasn't the best, and it's because of her." She says to me. "She's never even had a boyfriend." She adds.
"She's fucking hot though." I say, laughing even more now.
I realize that I'm walking where Jasmine was. I finally stopped right in front of some classroom she walked in and I did this:
"Erica kiss me." And without hesitating, we both leaned in and basically started making out until Jasmine walked out of her classroom.
I see the door open from the side of my eyes and kiss Erica harder till Jasmine comes out. I don't know why I am doing this. She's just another girl.
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AN:
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FanfictionJasmine Santona is a beautiful, intelligent senior in high school. There's nothing that she can't do. She's good with all of her subjects, she's very friendly. She's so put together. However, there is one thing. Boys. She can't handle when it become...