Jasmine's POV-
"Hey Al, are you going out somewhere?" I ask Al while sitting down on her couch as the person in question continues to throw her clothes on her room's floor.
"No, why do you think so?" Al asks as she goes on digging into her walk in closet.
"Because you are practically flooding your room with clothes," I reply with a pointed look.
"Look, I can't tell you right now."
"Why?"
"I am super busy."
"What?"
"You heard me. Now, shoo, out of my room. I need to clear the mess," my best friend says as she throws me out of her room and to add to it, even slams the door shut.
She practically threw you out like you were some cat stealing her freshly made fish.
You know I am not a cat person, right?
Yup, that's what makes it more hilarious.
It's not hilarious.
You are just cranky because you haven't had your daily cup of coffee.
Shut up!
Or you are missing some eye candies! Let's go watch reruns of TVD and Teen Wolf.
I block my inner voice because of its ridiculosity. I make my way towards the Lancaster's garden. Currently, no one's at home, besides me and the person who literally threw me out of her room.
You met Voldemort?
Firstly Voldemort's a male and secondly why would he be chasing after me? I am not Harry Potter. Besides when referring to Voldemort people say 'the person whose name shall not be taken', not 'the person who'll throw you out of their room'.
Can't blame a girl for trying. Besides, me messing up with her is because you never read Harry Potter!
For the second time, Voldemort's a HE, a male.
I am not getting tricked by you. I know I am right and that's why you just want to deduce me to think Voldemort's a HE, when I am sure Voldemort's definitely a SHE.
I mentally roll my eyes at myself. It was no use explaining myself, I am hella stubborn.
"Jazzy!!"
I turn around to face the owner of the voice while he pulled me in a hug.
"Jay-Jay! You are back!!" I cried out happily while hugging my six foot one inch tall friend.
"Jazzy, I missed you too!!" he says while ruffling my hair as we break apart.
"So, where's everyone?" he asks me. His blue eyes gazing around to find someone.
"Mrs. L has gone to meet her sister. Mr. Lancaster and Coffee Stealer, I mean, Ryan have gone out for a business meeting and your girlfriend is flooding her room with clothes. She practically threw me out of her room and didn't even tell me you were coming," I explain, glaring at Jay-Jay.
"We haven't met for almost three months. So, I guess, she's just nervous about meeting me and forgot to tell you," Jay-Jay replies, defending his girlfriend.
In reality Jay-Jay is the exact opposite of Al. She's all cheery and excited while he is always so calm. I guess, opposites do attract. Though I have to say, they make a really cute couple.
"Now," I say as I step closer to Jay-Jay and cross my arms over my chest.
You are not intimidating anyone.
YOU ARE READING
The Barista's Girl
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