Jasmine walked away, looking behind her to see if Rosetta was still there. But she wasn't. Jasmine turned around, and unfortunately bumped into Rosetta who was standing behind her.
"What are you doing here, Pig?" Rosetta said.
" Uhh... I just came to pick up stuff for uhh... Summer, ...yeah."
"Why didn't she just come here then?" *Jasmine made a beeping sound like her phone just went off*
"Haha.. Look at that. Dad just said he wanted me to come home, so uhh... Yeah got to go" Jasmine said suspiciously. Jasmine had a fake smile on her face, walking around Rosetta nervously. After Jasmine got around Rosetta she started walking really fast towards the front entrance.
" Would you like to try Taylor Swift's new perfume, new romantics?" (A/n that is not an actual perfume)
" Uhh... Sure." The sales woman gave Jasmine 2 sprays.
" It's only 49.99!"
"I'm good, but thanks. Maybe next time." Jasmine walked away fake smiling to the lady. She also looked back to see if Rosetta was still there. She wasn't. With that, Jasmine turned around and walked out the front entrance. Above the door it said "Thank you for shopping at tiger stripe mall!" Jasmine walked out the doors and noticed that It was getting dark outside. Over the announcements a man said
"The Tiger stripe mall will be closing in 20 minutes. Please get what you need and check out. Thank you!" That man sounded like he didn't like his job either. Jasmine went through the doors and went to get her bike. She put in the code and went back home through the side streets. When she arrived at home she went through the back door. Jasmine rarely ever went through the back door. The back door lead into the kitchen which lead into the family room which lead into the grand entrance of the house. As Jasmine went through the rooms, her stepmother was in the grand entrance part of the house. She was on the phone. She was talking until she saw Jasmine walking towards the stairs.
"Ok thank you. Oh and when will I be expecting the pois... I mean cake?" * someone barely audible on the phone talking*
"Ok great, thank you. Buh-bye!" Jasmine stared at her stepmother. Her stepmother was staring back at her.
" What are you staring at cow? Actually now that your here, I made a list of chores for you to do." Her stepmother said in an angry voice. Jasmine noticed her stepmother had just smoked outside because she reaked of cigarettes. Jasmine was so sick and tired of everyone making fun of her. She yanked the list out of her stepmothers hand and ripped it up.
"You know what? Why don't you! You seem to have so much time on your hands and spend all my dads money on stuff that you and your daughter's don't need. What do I get? Nothing. NOTHING AT ALL!! I LIVE IN A F@#%ING ATTIC. WHAT DO YOU GET TO SLEEP IN. COSY WARM ROOMS WITH FANCY BLANKETS AND PILLOWS. YOU KNOW WHAT I GET TO STARE AT? A F@#%ING BRICK WALL. I HAVEN'T GOTTEN TO WEAR NEW CLOTHES SINCE YOU B@#&%ES GOT HERE. I AM SO DONE WITH ALL OF YOU!!!! GO TO HELL!!" Jasmine walked away madder than ever, up the stairs to her room. Her stepmother amazed at what Jasmine just said, stared at the Jasmine walk up the stairs until she disappeared.
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Jasmines Story
Teen Fiction(Please read before you go to chapter 1) A couple years ago there was a father and his daughter. The daughters name was Jasmine. Jasmine's father was very wealthy. Their last name was Smith. The Smith's lived in a large, and beautiful home. Jasmin...
