The Betrayal Within

Chapter Eleven

Song of the Chapter: Young Volcanoes by Fall Out Boy

Recap (Jasmine's POV):

I'm going to miss this neighborhood. I was there for my entire life and I haven't moved anywhere else. Moving near Lakefield is a good idea for me so I won't have to go back and forth from home to school.

I started to sigh. Life, here I come.

Jasmine's POV

We'd arrived at the new apartment complex and it was empty, of course. U-Haul already put our boxes outside and we had to put them inside.

It took us a while to get them in.

After about an hour, we were done and Paulene wanted to choose her room first. “This seems right.”

She got the slightly bigger room and she was jumping on the bed like a maniac. “I can finally jump on the bed!”

“If you break the bed, then you're paying for another one,” I told her. The apartment overall was really nice.

It was near Lakefield, the university that we’re going to and it was a good neighborhood. I like how it has a deck outside for us to sit at if we needed some breathing space.

We both walked out to the deck and the view was amazing. It was downtown Philly that we'd seen when the sun was starting to go down.

“This is so beautiful,” Paulene commented. She starts to sigh.

“What's with you and the sighing?” I asked her.

“What, I can't sigh in peace?”

“Not like that,” I said. “What's wrong?”

“I don't want to grow up,” she told me. “I'm about to turn eighteen and going to college. I'd moved out of my parents’ place and went on my own. Now, I would have to pay taxes and bills and I don't want to do that.”

“You want to stay home and eat chips all day?”

“I wish,” she replied.

“We're not getting younger, you know. But, remember how you had that Minions bookbag all throughout our senior year of high school?”

“That was an exception,” she said. “I loved The Minions. Still do.”

“You can still have your inner child in you, but you know that you have to pay taxes and bills and do what grown-ups are doing. Hell, you're working with the CIA. That's a grown up job.”

She chuckled. “True, but if I can stay being a child for a little bit longer, promise me that you're not going to change on me. Like having some surprises.”

“I promise,” I said. “Promise me the same thing.”

“You know I can't keep promises. But, I will anyway.”

“Come on, we have no food in our new home,” I told her. “We're going shopping.”

I'm sort of afraid that it might mess up too, with the whole “grown-up” thing and me being only seventeen, and fresh out of high school, it's terrifying.
I'm just trying to make people feel better, so I won't think of my fears.

***

“How about we get fruits instead of vegatables?” Paulene asked me when we was at a local supermarket.

“Do you not like veggies?” I asked her.
“Nope.”

“Me too,” I said having a smirk on my face.