Bad Boy Gone Shy

F I V E - Do you believe in karma, Parker?

F I V E - Do you believe in Karma, Parker?

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GIF: Katherine Langford as Jasmine Winters

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Dedicated to @theredrxse  

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Heath Parker was seated on a group of messily arranged desks, one slender arm propped up onto his bent knee and a newly lit cigarette dangling from his fingers as thick streams of smoke twisted its way outwards and dissolved in the humid air.

He observed her with a snobbish smirk, slightly raising his eyebrows to form handsome creases on his forehead,"What are you looking at Jasmine Winters?"

Jasmine slowly shook her head, unaware that her jaw was stupidly hanging open. What was with popular people and killing their lungs? After the incredulous discovery of Hannah Bailey and Elaine Santiago's smoking secret, she found herself as a witness, once again, of Heath Parker's smoking secret. Well, not exactly a secret.

"Oh my god," She whispered, "This ruins everything."

A confused expression shadowed his face as he placed the cigarette between his lips. "Ruined what?"

"You smoke?" She blabbered like a tongue-tied fish, flipping around idiotically in a bucket that was her empty brain.

She wasn't even sure what took her aback. This was what Heath Parker was known for- being the bad boy, which inevitably meant he smoked in cavernous classrooms.  

Puffs of smoke escaped his lips as he gave a breathy chuckle. "Does that startle you, snowflake?"

Jasmine frowned in a futile attempt to conceal her blazing cheeks. "No." She replied as indifferently as she could, when of course, all she could hear was the intermittent echoing of the word, 'snowflake'.

Heath's challenging smirk only widened into a grin. "Of course it did," He examined her, "You should see yourself right now."

"What?"

"You look like a tomato."

He chuckled under his breath as Jasmine rapidly turned her back on him and raised her sweaty palms to her cheeks. Sure enough, the skin beneath her fingers was as hot as the surface of a barbecue grill. 
Repeated imaginations of icy poles and cool summer swims were useless in the situation. 

Heath sucked in another lungful of smoke as he watched Jasmine hysterically fan her face. "Don't worry," He groaned, "It suits you."

Jasmine felt her cheeks grow hotter. 

Heath Parker was one outstanding word twister.

"So what you want to say is," Jasmine's voice came out unusually high, "I look funny."