Chapter 4: Oreo loves Oreo!

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Alexia's POV -

(A/N - Surprise!!!)

I wake up with the annoying voice of my alarm. I quickly hit the snooze button but then I remember something and what do I do?

I scream very loud, like the Opera loud.

"What happened?" my mother, father and even Ray ask as they hurridely enter my room.

"I just remembered that the second season of 13 Reasons Why has already started!"

They all shower me with a glare while my mom shakes her head in disbelief.

Really? I missed an important screening of one of my favorite shows and instead of consoling me they do that?

If Jazz was here, I think I would have probably been smacked by now. According to her, I am way too emotional and dramatic. I completely disagree with her.

Okay, yes I cried for straight two days after watching Stefan die. I mean how could he die, even Enzo died. I am so attached with TVD that I was a complete emotional wreck.

Nonetheless at first my mom and dad did think that Jayden broke up with me when they saw me crying my eyes out. However, Jayden quickly cleared up the misunderstanding and being the awesome boyfriend he even stayed with me and wiped my tears. At one time, he became really jealous and angry at Stefan for making me cry.

But seriously, I am lucky to have him and Jazz and my family. Jayden is both my best friend and boyfriend. I never had friends in reality. I know I am rich, but unfortunately people forget that money can't buy everything, especially happiness and friendship.

When I used to be a kid, I thought everyone was my friend. Little did I know that they flocked around me for my money, surname and not for me, to be my friend. I have had my share of flatterers and backbiters. But, now that I think, I guess it was all worth it.

If they hadn't treated me that way, I wouldn't have found Jazz. We wouldn't have become best friends. Yes, she loves coffee and Oreos sometimes more than humans, but she is humorous and straight forward. She kind of keeps my emotions in check whenever they go overboard.

Now that I think, where is that girl?

She should have been the first one to be here and console me.

"Rayyyy!" I scream out for my brother.

"Now what?" he says, obviously irritated by his cute little sister.

"Where's Jazz?"

"Mom had said that Disney Freak went for her daily morning jog."

"You asked mom for Jazz?"

"No," he replies too quickly.

"I mean, obviously I did, the house seemed so peaceful and I was wondering how could peace and Jasmine be on the same place," Ryan replied while smirking.

Jasmine's POV -

I look at my phone and realize it's already past seven. Time to go back. I have been jogging for the past two hours around the colony and right now I am in the residential park.

What can I say about myself? I have a natural alarm clock in my mind that wakes me up at five daily.

Liar, Liar, pants on fire.

Shut up!

Lying to yourself won't bring you any good Jazz. We both know Mrinali called and woke you up.

I hate to agree, but my inner voice is right. My sister - Mrinali Arora called me today from India. She is five years younger to me and is currently in grade twelve.

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