Make A Wish

Make A Wish (On a super long hold)

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Chapter 1:Make A Wish

"He's a jerk" I sighed and gazed at him as he strutted into the cafe

"Ren, stop staring and just go inside!" Jasmine whacked my hand and I unlocked my crimson red Mazda 3

"I can't" I whined and unlatched my seat-belt in the driver's side.

I squinted at the clock on the dashboard and it was 8:30 p.m. I pressed my lips to the back of my folded hands and shut my eyes.

I hope this works out.

"I scheduled this date just for you!" Jasmine sprung out of the car impatiently

"With Kaden.." I uttered

I glanced in the mirror and adjusted my raven black hair hair that was spilled over my shoulders in crazy waves. I shimmied in my cuttoff denim shorts nervously, finished lacing my cherry red Converse, and tugged on the ends of my loose white shirt .

"Alright.." I moaned squeezing out of the car and Jasmine gripped my hand

Her lengthy auburn locks whipped across her back in a ponytail as she yanked me closer to the sandwich shop. I peeked up at the brick building with canary yellow flowers planted in the front and the glowing lights lit up the pitch-dark walkway.

"What if he still hates me?" I groaned

Jasmine snapped around in her normal grey track shorts and neon colored tank top. Only the clothes of an athlete. Her giant green eyes widened and she stamped her foot to the ground.

"Camren, you guys have to work this grudge out" she fussed dragging me forward

"What kind of best friend are you? My name is Ren!" I said sternly cringing at my full name

"You call me Jasmine don't you?" she fake smiled and I dropped it

She was right.

We basically ran to the lobby and crashed into a long line at the counter. The room was embellished in fake green plants and vintage artsy paintings. The strong aroma of the menu lingered around the shop and filled my lungs with the bitter scent of late night coffee and their Late Night Sandwich happy hour.

"You've got to be kidding me" I whined slumping in the back

Jasmine inhaled and sprung up onto her toes. She mouthed the words.

The words.

The name.

The boy.

Kaden.

Kaden Riley.

My face rushed cold and I balled my fists.

"Hey, Kade!" she flagged him over waving her hands in the air

Jasmine was so gorgeous he couldn't miss her. She was like the sun in a dark room. Loud, beautiful, and boistrous.

Kaden was in the front of the long tedious line when he spotted her. He slipped out and strolled toward us. I swore he walked in slow mo. No joke.

It was him.

The hot seventeen year old was actually gazing at me with his sparkling jade green eyes, which, if I may point out, were a shade lighter than normal. His charming smile flashed the deep dimples planted in both of his rosy cheeks. His thick lips were plump and sexy in a pout like a hunk. I scanned my eyes down past his tight grey T-shirt and onto his amazing new biceps. He ran his fingers through his auburn hair that was freshly trimmed at the nape of his neck and swept across his forehead sexily.