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i see what's happening. jack's about to kiss me.

was this his plan? to pretend to hear me out and act like a good guy, then try to dive in for a move?

i decide not to berate him right now, just because i may be off track with what i think he's tryna do as opposed to what he's really doing.

i back up from him a little, and slap my hands together to pretend like i'm trying to get rid of the crumbs on my fingers.

i scrunch up the burger wrapper and try to play this whole situation off coolly.

"ahem, that was good. i better get going," i say as i briskly open the passenger seat door. i'm now standing outside of his car, and he pulls back from his puckering-lip position, and acts cool.

"thanks for the meal, jack -- and for hearing me out. i really appreciate it," i smile and slowly take a few steps back like i'm about to leave.

he coughs a little to try to recover from the awkward position i just put him in. "uh yeah, no problem. have a great night, waters."

"have a great night," i return and send him a warm smile.

he speeds out of the driveway, and i instantly feel bad for rejecting him, but i don't blame him for leaving so quickly. he needs to understand that i don't wanna get hurt, and that i'm not ready for a relationship right now.

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i change into my pajamas, lie on my bed, and go on instagram.

i change into my pajamas, lie on my bed, and go on instagram

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a few minutes later, jasmine texts me.

party tomorrow around eight at johnson's. wanna go??
umm sure. i'm broke though so can't go shopping with u if ur gonna go to the mall
nah i'm not but i'll pick u up at eight and we'll just take my car
kk see u then

i charge my phone and drift off to sleep.

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i get up, get ready, and put on my outfit.

i go downstairs and i see pancakes on the counter that mom had prepared for me

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i go downstairs and i see pancakes on the counter that mom had prepared for me.

"mom, i'm going to a party with jas tonight. just our friend's house," i notify my mom. i can't let my parents know it's a guy's house because they'll flip out on me. i'm not exactly allowed to date, but i'm pretty sure they'd allow it if the guy i date is well-mannered and has a great head on his shoulders.

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