I straighten slightly. "No. I mean Kinda, not normally but.." He chuckles and it makes me kinda self conscious he's just a bit gorgeous,
"I get it. Your clumsy, but your not clumsy." He debates
Despite how easy it is to talk to him I stumble on my words like rocks "Uh....yea, yea I guess so.?"
"Your new to this neighborhood, right?"
"Yea, me, my brother, and mom just moved here about 3 hours ago." I explain simply not feeling the necessity to say and my moms temporary boyfriend of course.
"I'll see around school right?" He ask seemingly innocent
"Yea, yep eventually." I respond too quickly
"See ya." He says turning around to walk away, I get a little sad before he turns on his heels and says "Dove."
Great. Now i'm red hot. Ugh.
I remember walking into the house, but after that it was a haze and I honestly don't even remember going to sleep.
I wake up to my mom yelling for me to get out of the house. I run downstairs putting on a Nike jacket and sliding into my slides. I get irritated because I don't have time to put on a shirt when my brother is upstairs dragging me out of the house. I don't get a good look but I'm pretty sure the front of the house was on fire. So I look back and find that the stairs were on fire too. I instantly think of my mom trying to cook.
"Gǎo shénme guǐ!" I scream slipping. "Xiōngdì, shénme......"
"Fángzi zháohuǒle, bèndàn. Zài tā qǐhuǒ zhīqián, wǒ shìtú ràng nǐ líkāi." He screams back matching my language. Our mom hates when we speak in chinese because she feels like we should erase everything of our dad, who was chinese. My mom on the other hand is latino and white. It's not like we don't speak in portugese as well, but she thinks we talk about her when we talk in chinese. Not that we don't.
"Zěnme yàng, wèishéme, wèishéme?" I ask
"I tried to cook again." My mom speaks out slightly irritated.
"So all this was your fault?" I ask incredulosly "Aye, Mommae!"
"We're staying at a friends house, ok?" My mom clarifies
"What ever you say Mommae." I roll my eyes closing my jacket over my waist.
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My mom raps 3 times on the door of a practical mansion. I don't notice the door opening, for i'm gawking at the number of windows on the 2nd floor.
"Marilin, how are you?" My mom ask in a pleasant voice with a thick accent
"Fine, hun, and you?" She looks at me and my family and worry crosses her face.
"Our house caught on fire and we have no....." My mom staarts but is cut off by a string of "Come in's, stay as long as you want's, i'm so sorry's, we have plenty of room's"
"Thank you so much Mari." My mom expresses "We needed this." I don't recognize this civilized woman standing before me. I chuckle unintentionally. All eyes turn to me.
"Right, sis, that was such a coincidence. I can't beleive they lived so close to us but we never knew them I wish we had." He raises an eyebrow signaling that I owe him one. Once again my twin brother saves me.
"Well actually, handsome, I knew you two when you could fit right here." She points casually to her palm thats now held by her smooth face. He chuckles lightly. One more thing my brother is better at than me. Socializing.
We walk into the huge house. I notice all the colorful pictures in the room. They must be expensive art.
"LEX!" Marilin shouted and then turned to us "Meet my son." we heard footsteps on the stairs I was genuinely interested in this. As soon as I see the face round the corner I go stiff. Of course my brother notices
"Are you okay Jazzy?" He ask
"Yea, I'm fine Caz" I reply. When the boy lifts his head, I see his platinum hair and stiff face. He spots my mom, then my brother, then he turns to me. I mechanically squeeze my jacket around me.
"Hey." He says still looking at me
"Ohh....He's grown up so handsomly Mari!" My mom rushes to the stairs to hug Alexander. He tightens but then realizes he should hug her back so he does, never once taking his eyes off of me.
When my mom realeases him he ask "Do you need a shirt?"
India westbrooks as Jazmine Pierce
XMDL as Cazomin Pierce
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Bad Boy Falling
Teen FictionMy 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...