My names Jazmine Pierce and you guessed it I'm an outcast. Well not always, only when my mom and Jayg decided to up and move to Ball Ground. Literally only she would wanna move from a boulder to a pebble. My mom says we have a family friend down th...
"Busy doing what. looking for other girls so as soon as you get your fill off my mom you can have a backup?." I said much more as a statement than a question
"Watch your mouth Jaz." My mom budded in
"Don't call me that," I started as her face dropped "And 'MOM' when dumps you don't say I didn't warn you." I dropped the box on the kitchen island and stormed up to my room. When the hell, is she gonna get that he is 20 years old meaning he is 16 years younger than my mom. I wish she would just wake up and get over herself. I jump at the knock. I know it's my twin brother by the rhythm of the tap, 1,2.....1,2,3..1.
"Yea." I answer in reply to his knock. He comes in abruptly throwing me my metallic red and bronze retro 13's. I catch one letting the other tumble on my floor.
We storm down the stairs ignoring the string of questions coming from our mom. As soon as we walk outside I breath in the fresh green air. "Right?" My brothers says closing his eyes. I'd been focusing on every negative instead of what could be good about Ball Ground. We walk about a mile when we reach a track that I assume is connected to a high school. "You've got to be kidding be Caz. Cazomin Pierce, I swear." I gawk at the huge track, mouth open slightly. My brother reaches over to close my mouth and I bat his hand away while rolling my eyes. "So apparently this town is like, huge sports fans." He says casually. I run quickly to hop the fence, "Come on race me."
"You'll win Jazz, you'll always....win!" He exclaims loudly and dramatically. I ignore him as I position myself in a running stance. In less than 5 seconds, he's beside me mimicking my stance. We race 2 times around the track I win the first one and the second but by the time we finish. My lungs feel like they could burst. I'm faster than my twin brother but I have to really try hard to beat him. "Hey I'm gonna walk around some more, I'll meet you at the house." He doesn't give me time to respond to him but just walks away. I scoff. "Rude."
I walk putting my buds in and pushing my hands down into my jeans, wondering when we were gonna start school. I just can't wait, NOT. I trip over a rock the size of my shoes "Dam...." I close my eyes preparing to face plant. But It never happens, I peak and see a boy probably my age. I think I see him grinning but his imperfectly perfect face quickly returns to stone. He wraps his arm sheepishly around me. I open my eyes and see how close we are, he realizes too. "Sorry." He mumbles.
"No, thank you so much...I mean I probably would not be too happy if you hadn't, umm.....caught me."
"Mmmhmm." He nods slowly twice, I notice his earbuds and phone in his pocket. He probably doesn't wanna 'chat'
"Thanks" I say walking past him, a cold hand grips my wrist lightly.
"Wait." He says lowly, but loud enough to hear.
I turn brushing a curl from my eye. "Yeah?"
"Your name?" He ask a little louder
"My..? Oh, right my name..." I stutter and he laughs lightly, I get the feeling he doesn't do that much and it makes me smile. "It's Jazmine. But my brother calls me Jazz or Jazzy." I didn't feel the need to tell him I had no friends here.
He lets go of my wrist and mutters something but then speaks louder "My names Alexander, but my friends call me Xan or Xander. Are you usually this clumsy?"
Zayn Malik as Alexander
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