The Secret Life // A Shawn Hunter fanfic

Five ➵ S. H

I waited for Jasmine to meet me at the end of the school day at the lockers.
When I saw her come, I couldn't help but be in a state of awe.
She gripped onto her books, and went up to me. She opened her locker to put whatever books she didn't need away, and the ones she needed into her backpack.
"Ready to go?" I asked her. She nodded in response and together we walked to Chubbie's.
"So.. Where did you come from?" I wondered.
"New York." She answered softly.
"Really? Where all the rich people are?" I asked, her laughing at my joke. She didn't take offense to it at all.
"Anyway, why'd you move from a great and grand place like New York, all the way to Philly?"
"I don't know, my um.. Dad wanted to I guess." She hesitated, and just shrugged. I stared at her, causing her to look up at me. Her cheeks turned into a shade of red, but thing was, she didn't look away. We locked our gaze, and we eventually threw away the key.
Until a place unlocked it.
We were finally at Chubby's, so I let her go in front of me. We headed downstairs, sitting at the one booth that was always available.
Instead of sitting across from each other,we sat in the same booth.
"So, what do you want?"
"Anything is fine." She answers.
"Okay. What about chili cheese fries?" I recommended to her, and she nodded with a bright smile on her face.
"That sounds good right now." She responded.
"Alright, I'll be right back." I promised, heading up to the counter. Right away, Chubby was at the counter ready to take my order.
"Hey Shawn. What can I get ya?"
"Two chili cheese fries please." I requested, and he smirked.
"Let me guess, a date, right?"
"No, not really a date." I answered simply.
"Shawn Hunter says no to a date? Are you at least crushing on the person you're with?" He asked me, wrapping the towel he had around the back of his neck.
"Yes, she's new here though, so I was showing her around a little." I said, with a smirk forming.
"Let me guess: she's the girl with the dark wavy hair, pink sweater?" He asked, pointing in her direction. Luckily she wasn't looking up when he did that.
"Yep." I confirmed.
"Atta boy. She is pretty, seems different than most girls I've seen here before."
"What do you mean?" I wondered.
"She seems the shy type. There's hardly ever any shy girls around here. If you ask me, this one broad came in here the other day all stuck up." He vents, and I glanced back over at Jasmine.
She looked up at me, us locking our gaze again. I return back to reality from day dreaming about Jasmine, then turning my attention back to Chubby.
"Oh." I say, not really taking interest.
"Yeah. Anyway, go back to her. I'll get you your chili cheese fries in a jiff."
"Thanks Chubby." I headed back to Jasmine, sitting next to her again.
"The chili cheese fries will be ready soon." I informed her, and she smiled.
I noticed that in the corner of my eye, she had a ring on her finger; luckily not a promise ring.
"What's that?" I asked her out of sparked curiosity. She glanced down upon at her finger, simply looking at me.
"Oh, it's my mother's ring. She passed away when I was young, and this is all I really have of her." She chokes out the last words, starting to become teary eyed.
"Oh, I'm sorry." I consoled, remorse spreading to my face, deepening my emotion. My mom has pulled scandals by leaving for a short term. That was only because of the aftermath of quarrels her and my dad engaged in.
"My family life isn't great either." I admitted to her. I bit my lip, not drain my emotions out as well.
Suddenly, Chubby comes back with the food, then sets the chili cheese fries on the table.
Chubby flashed me a smirk, heading back to the counter. Jasmine begins to eat, eating fast and randomly in multiple scorched, gulped down bites.
"You must be hungry." I said, laughing a little bit. I began to eat my French fries too, realizing I was starving.
"Yeah I was a little." She admitted, taking another French fry into her mouth. I just smiled at how cute it was the way she was eating French fries. Or ate in general to be exact.
Somehow, I thought Chubby was right.
She was different.
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