Jasmine P.O.V.
I think that Dylan is so sexy but I think he like Jada. My cousin is a drug dealer. He gave me something but he didn't tell me what is was. I've been feeling stronger ever since I took them. I also feel less stressed out. Maybe these are steroids. Anyway back to Dylan. I wish he liked me. I will get him, no matter what I have to do.
Dylan P.O.V.
Wow Jasmine is such a bitch. She was about to make Jada go off. She just texted me
Jasmine: Hey
Dylan: What
Jasmine: Can we talk
Dylan: About what
Jasmine: Come the gym 20mins early
Dylan: Fine
Oh my gosh what does that bitch want? She's just a thot so I feel nothing for her.
Next day
Dylan P.O.V.
I'm on my way to the gym early to talk to Jasmine. I have no clue what she wants.
I open the door and saw Jasmine waiting for me. I said "what do you want." She said "I really like you." I said "I don't feel the same about you." Jasmine said "it's that bitch Jada, isn't it." I said "number 1 Jada isn't a bitch you are and second of all yes I do like her!"
Jasmine P.O.V.
I can't believe he is rejecting me like this. I really like him but I can tell he don't feel the same. Well if I can't make him like me, I'm going to make Jada not like him.
I said "fine, but..." I was interrupted by the sound of the front door. I saw Jada. This is my chance. I grabbed Dylan's soft cheeks and pressed my lips against mine. His lips were so soft. He pull away first. I turned over to Jada and she looked at us in shock. Then she ran off.
Dylan P.O.V.
"You bitch!" I yelled at Jasmine. "I love you too babe."
I ran after Jada. "Jada wait!" She said "get away from me!" I grabbed her hand and she said "don't touch me you dirty bitch." I said "it's not what it looks like." She said "oh yeah, it's looked like you were kissing on that hoe when you said you liked me. I thought you were different. I thought your didn't want a hoe, but your the hoe. I was starting to really like you. That's all gone now. Now don't talk to me ever again. Don't text me." Then she ran off. She wasn't at practice today. I felt really bad. I shouldn't have meet Jasmine early.
Jada P.O.V.
I can't believe he would do this to me. I thought he liked me. Oh well I'm not gonna let him ruin my life.
He keeps texting me. Maybe he meant something when he said it's not what is looked like. I decided to text kala instead.
Me: Hi
Kala: Hey Dylan told me what happened. You need to talk to him, you would feel a lot better.
Me: No, I don't talk to hoes
Kala: Just text him, let him explain
Me: Fine
Dylan was still blowing up my phone. I took Kala's advices and I texted back.
He texted me and told me everything that happened. I felt bad but he still shouldn't have meet with Jasmine. He knew she was trouble. I'm still a little mad but mostly and Jasmine. I want to kill that bitch. She better watch her back.
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The Sacrifice
Teen FictionTwo 16-year-old gymnastic professionals live in a dangerous part of Boston. They both have scholarships for a music and arts school in Washington, D.C. Kala is white and Jada is black. They are best friends. One girls future is ruined bea cause of o...