The Adoption.

Chapter 6

Storms PoV

I woke up and looked at the clock, it was 9:15 am.  I got up and walked into the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and remembered that I already got ready for the day. I just needed to tease my hair and brush my teeth. I teased my hair then brushed my teeth. I walked into my bedroom and heard a knock at my door.
"Come in," I said, sitting on my bed. Jasper then walked into my room and sat next to me.
"So what's up?" I asked Jasper.
"The adults usually sleep till like 12:00 am so I'm bored," Jasper said.
"Can we go outside so I can smoke?" I asked.
"Damn hot and she smokes, Brayden really picked a good one," Jasper said with a smirk. 
"So is that a yes?" I asked him.
"Ugh, fine," he said to me.
I opened the bedside tables drawer and took out the box and put it on the bed. I took my necklace off as sat it next to the box.
"What's this?" Jasper asked.
"It's just a box I keep important things in." I said to him. I unlocked the box and sat the picture, locket and sharpies on my bed. I then opened the secret compartment and took out my cigarettes and lighter.
"What else is in there?" Jasper asked me.
"Money and some razor blades," I said looking down. I closed the compartment and put the picture, necklace and sharpies back on top of it. I then locked to box, put the necklace back around my neck and out the box up.  I stood up and put the lighter in my bra and my cigarettes in my waist band of my jeans.
"Let's go," Jasper said. He grabbed my hand and led me down stairs. We walked into the backyard and I saw that there was a hammock under the porch so I went and sat in it. Jasper came and said next to me. I grabbed my lighter and cigarettes and out one in my mouth. I lit it and inhaled. I looked up and blew smoke rings into the air. I held the cigarette between my 2 fingers and looked over at Jasper, he was starring at me.
"What?" I asked him.
"You're cute when you smoke," Jasper said, smirking. I blushed and took a huge drag of my cigarette. I blew it in his face, and then laughed as he inhaled the smoke. 
"You wanna drag?" I asked.
He took the cigarette out of my hand and took a long drag. He blowed the smoke in my face and I breathed it in. We laughed as we passed the cigarette back and forth until it was all the way down to the filter.
Jasper grabbed my hand and pulled me inside, "common we gotta get this smell off us before the adults wake up," Jasper said as we walked up the stairs. 
We went into his room and I stood there while he sprayed his entire body and hair and hands with axe. He smelled like a preppy boy coming back from gym class.
"Better?" He asked and walked up to me.
I inhaled the air around him and all I could smell was axe, "better." I stated.
We walked into my room and he closed the door and leaned against it. I walked to my dresser and grabbed my perfume and sprayed it on the exact way her sprayed on his axe.
I walked up to him and asked, "better?"
He inhaled and said, "I like the smell of smoke on you, it makes you even more hot. But in the sense of we're not gonna get caught, then yes, it's better." I blushed at his comment and looked at my feet.
"Common lets got to my room and chill," Jasper said and opened the door. We walked to his room and opened the door. I walked over to his bed and jumped onto it, laughing. I watched as Jasper turned on his Bluetooth speakers and then went threw his playlist on his phone. A match into water by Pierce the Veil came on and I smiled. Jasper came and sat down on the bed next to me. I sang along to the lyrics very quietly. I looked up at Jasper and he was staring at me.
"What are you staring at?" I asked Jasper.
"Something I like," Jasper said.
"Oh really, and what is that?" I asked, messing with my fingers.
"You," Jasper said, studying me.
"How can you like something like me, I'm fugly and weird," I said looking down at my hands.
Jasper grabbed my chin and made me look up at him. "Storm, don't ever talk negatively about yourself ever again. You're the most beautiful girl I have ever met," Jasper said looking into my eyes.
"How am I pretty, I'm a hideous freak." I told him looking down.
"Storm, you're beautiful. Never talk like that." Jasper said. "Storm, please look at me."
I looked up at him, "it's just that I've been called an ugly freak my entire life. I just realized that maybe what everyone says is true."
"Don't listen to what other people say. It isn't their place to judge you, you're perfect to me, nothing will ever change that," Jasper said, letting go of my chin.   "Promise me you'll never think negatively about your self again."
"I'll do my best Jasper," I said. Jasper then pulled me into a hug. We laid there listening and singing along to his playlist.