What Can Happen 2

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• Jade's POV •

There's five minutes left in my last class for the day. Finally. Everyone packs up even though the teacher is still talking.

"Um, we still have two minutes left. Don't pack up yet" My teacher says.

The whole class whines then the bell rings and we all run out like it's the last day.

As I'm walking down the hall to leave I see Louis.

"Hi Louis" I casually say and start walking with him.

"Hi Jade, do you know where this bus is?" He asks confusingly.

"Do you just want a ride home?" I offer.

"Sure! That would be great, thanks."

"How was your first day?"

"Eh, It's very different and you're like the only one I know here so.." Louis shyly states.

"Sorry, want to come to a party with me and Lina Friday? You can meet a bunch of other people there."

"Sure, sounds fun"

We both reach the parking lot and zig-zag through the cars to find mine.

"Where do I drop you off?" I ask Louis.

"I'll show you where to go."

"Ok"

We start driving and Louis informs me of where to go. When we reach his neighbourhood all of the homes are gigantic and look very expensive. As we reach the end of the street Louis says that his is the second to last on the right.

"Woah" I say in shock of how amazing Louis' house is.

"I know, my parents went all out when we moved. I wanted something smaller." He tells me, "Would you like to come in?"

"Sure, thanks."

As we walk into the house the first room I see is the formal living room which is elegantly decorated and is fit for royalty. Then we move through the kitchen and it's decorated exquisitely with top of the line kitchen appliances and modern cabinets.

"Your house is amazing." I say gawking.

"Thanks, my mom is an interior decorator so she did every room."

"Wow she's amazing at it."

"Thanks"

Louis offers me a drink and a snack but I turn it down. We then walk up to his bedroom and talk about his first day of school. We talk for what seems like minutes and I notice it's already 8:00. I thank Louis for inviting me and I drive home.

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