Jaque: I think this blue silky dress is beautiful. *looks in the mirror
Mom: Alright, let so pay for it.
Jaque: Alright.
Mom: Are you getting your hair done?
Jaque: Yes.
Lady: That dress will look amazing on you.
Jaque: You think so? Thank you very much.
Friday/Prom day
Jaque: I honestly can't wait to go with you and dance.
Jordan: We are going to have a great time together, trust me.
Jaque: I know.
Next period
Haley: Eww look guys, it's jaque.
Gretchen: Eww, honestly.
Jaque: Im not in the mood for you.
Haley: I dont care if your not in the mo-
Jaque: *slams books on her desk IVE HAD IT WITH YOU, THE ONLY THING YOU LOOK TO DO IS LET ME DOWN.
Haley: Whatever.
Last period
Jordan: How's your day??
Jaque: Not so good.
Jordan: It's okay, we will have a great time at prom.
Jaque: Alright, ily.
Jordan: Ily.
Jaque: Lets go home.
Yeah.
3 hours later...
Jaque: Mom! how do i look? *smiles
Mom: Oh my god Jaque! You are so beautiful! You look so grown up.
Jaque: Thank you mom.
*honk honk
Jaque: i think that's him.
Mom: Bye, take care okay?
Jaque: Yes, bye.
Jordan: You look great!
Jaque: Thanks.
Jordan: Let's go.
25 Minutes later..
Jaque: We are here!
Jordan: Yes, we are.
Jaque: I'm going to the restroom.
Jordan: Okay.
*Walks into the bathroom
Jaque: Okay jaque, this might your first kiss. DON'T MESS UP.
*turns around
Random girl: Umm.. what?
Jaque: * gets red nothing sorry.
Meanwhile...
Haley: There's jordan.
Gretchen: Go for it.
Haley: Hey..
Jordan: Umm Hi??
Haley: *thinking* "Oh no,there she comes". Hey u- um-well * kisses jordan in the lips
Jaque: *walks out* Wha-? * cries and runs outside.
Jordan: What the f*ck?! * pushes haley JAQUE WAIT * runs to her
Haley: It was all worth it. * laughs
Jaque: Honestly how could you?!
Jordan: Jaque, she ca-
Jaque: forget it. Bye.
Jaque calls her mom
Jaque: Mom could you pick me up?Mom: Yes, yes I'll go.
YOU ARE READING
Why her?
RomanceJaque ( main girl) Jordan (Main guy) Hailey ( Friend) Jaque is a girl who is in 10th grade is best friends with Jordan, but something tries taking them apart.