Me and Jamarco got in his sportscar. I was a little nervous at first, but I have to prove to him Im not scared. I get this feeling when Im with him.
"what are we going to do?" I asked as we left the parking lot.
"something will come up. it always does"
"hm."
"what do you mean "hm?""
"maybe im not into the stuff that you are"
"if you arnt, that means you're scared"
"im not scared"
"alright. we'll see"
We were just driving around, trying to find something to. We were riding in silence, which was pissing me off.
"so" he said out of no where "why'd you come here out of all places?"
"you make it seem like LA is a bad place? California is on everybody's bucketlist to visit"
"well yeah…for a visit. You've actually lived here. Tell me right now if you left and went somewhere better, that you would come back, no hesitaion"
I thought about it
"Yeah…being here has been rough"
"people like us dont belong here"
"oh so now your comparing me to you? you just said a while I go I went from cool to lame"
"yeah…because with certain people and situations, you act like you were born and raised here. but when you're around normal people that wasnt fazed by it all, you can really tell you are from another place"
"oh…"
"where were you from again?"
"Wisconsin"
"im going to have to visit there…meet more people like you"
I smiled a little. I felt a weird feeling… We never have been nice to eachother before.
"so, why'd you move here?"
"well, my parents just picked up and moved one day"
"just like that? no warning"
"nope. no warning. i left the house, everything was the same. I went to a breakfast with my old junior class and then we went to registration. I was about to walk in, when my parents stopped me. They had a big moving truck filled with all of our stuff"
"wow…thats crazy. Did your brother know?"
"no. he found out the same day as me, just before I did"
"did you like Wisconsin?"
"loved it. I loved everything about it. Everybody was soo accepting"
"thats the complete opposit of here"
"yeah…so whats your story?"
"dont have one"
"so you just appeared in LA"
"something like that"
"i hate you"
"hates a strong word"
"maybe if i use strong words you'll be able to understand my feelings towards you"
He chuckled and nodded. I smiled and stared out the window. My smile turned into a frown when I seen Jasmine's dad leaving his work.
"ugh. and there goes Jasmine's dad"
"where?"
"that building right there. he works there and owns the dealership"
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Naomi
General FictionWhat happens when a nice, teenage girl gets turned into something else by the most baddest bitch in her new school. Nothing but drama. Read about her transformation and how the switch up isnt always good.