Her Phantom, His Juliet (A Pieter Kramer Fanfic)

Need A Plan

Chapter 4: Need A Plan

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"Jasmine Maria Iris Swanson!" Jesse called her full name, giving her the fatherly look fit for a disgraceful child.

"Jesse?!" Jasmine spoke in shock but quickly replaced her fear with an innocent façade. "Hi... What are you doing here?"

"Traveling with you to Texas, that's exactly what I'm doing."

His reply caught Jasmine off guard.

"Huh?" she asked, utterly dumbfounded.

Before Jesse could reply, they both heard the plane attendant on the intercom.

"Everyone, please take your seats. We are about to take flight."

"Sit down, Jazz," Jesse commanded, patted the seat in between him and the window. Jasmine wished that she could make a switch. Jesse's angry face still hadn't melted away.

"Ma'am, please take your seat," the plane attendant commanded with forced politeness. Jasmine looked at her surroundings and realized that everyone was already seated except her. She quickly turned back around, covering her face from embarrassment. As much as she didn't want to, Jasmine had no choice but to sit. Any second longer and her face would be flushed red from the stares around her. She scooted in front of Jesse and sat down with a huff.

The flight attendant told everyone the rules and what to do before take-off. Everyone obliged with no problem, except the rule about all electronic devices had to be turned off. Why do they need to be turned off? What's going to happen if Jazz listened to Pink from her iPod, during take-off.

The airplane began to move, shaking everyone from the plane's turbulence. Once they were on the air, smoothly heading to Texas, the siblings could finally have a decent conversation.

"How did you know I was here?" Jasmine asked.

"Your friends are blabbermouths," Jesse replied. "Beca and I came home, overhearing them talk about you and Stacie leaving Georgia."

"So you're going to be my travel buddy, instead of Stace?"

"What choice do I have?! Mom and Dad depended on me to protect you. What you're doing is dangerous, Jazz!"

"Hey, this isn't my idea. Okay? Chloe offered to pay the flight tickets, and Fat Amy forced me to go by her weight and smell!"

Jesse furrowed his brows in confusion, "Smell?"

"Don't ask!" Jasmine snapped. "Listen, if you don't tell Mom and Dad about this, I would greatly appreciate it."

"Why shouldn't I?"

"Because if you tell them about me flying to Texas, I'll tell them that you went with me and that you had sex with Beca and that other girl before her!"

Jesse frowned, "You wouldn't?"

"Believe me; I would! A huge part of me wants to tell Mom about what you did with Beca, and witness her wrath, you know. But I decided against it for leverage." Jasmine said, smirking mischievously, "So keep your mouth shut, while I'll seal mine."

Jesse scoffed, staring ahead, "You are evil, you know that?"

"I am if I choose to be."

"I still can't believe you didn't tell Mom and Dad about that night."

"If I did, they would've driven to Barden and have embarrassed you in front of your acapella group."

Jesse buried his face, picturing the spankings and the earful lectures.