The Thought Of Knowing

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        “Thank god I took choreography class…I need all the practice I can get with dancing now that it’s basically my freaking part of my job in this film thing.” Jasmine grunted the last part stretching for the beginning of her class.

        “I’m just glad that it’s the Friday before a week long thanksgiving break. I used to hate these vacations…but now I feel like I need a breather.” Macy said watching her friend take her time stretching.

        “I think we all need it.” Jasmine sighed standing up straight in a normal position again.

        “Excuse me?” Jasmine rolled her eyes before turning around. She already knew who she was going to see, but oh well just one quick glance then she could jump back to what she was doing.

        “What?” She snarled at Zayn. Macy politely smiled at him and gave Jasmine a quick glare. Be nice she mouthed to her.

        “I just wanted to know if you happen to notice that…” He paused and pulls out a small mirror from behind his back and points it towards Jasmine to show her the reflected image of herself, “that you’re beautiful.”

        “Awww!!!” Macy cooed without thinking. Zayn smiled and she beamed at her friend.

        Jasmine just looked at Macy like she was crazy and ignored her comment directing her attention back to Zayn, “What do you want?”

        “I just wanted to tell you a simple fact…” Zayn began.

        “Well, now that you’ve done that you’re excused.” Jasmine pointed her arms across the room to lead Zayn to his destination. He smiled at her then looked sympathetically at Macy.

        “I guess my queen is dethroning me.” He shook his head as Macy let out a small giggle. Jasmine grabbed a nearby pencil and threw it at Zayn he only walked away dodging it.

        “He’s cute.” Macy smiled when he had left the two alone. Jasmine looked at her friend annoyed.

        “If he’s so cute, then why don’t you go after him?” She grunted.

        “Because…” Macy began waiting to meet Jasmine’s eyes, “He’s going after YOU.”

        Trinity jumped over to Victoria’s seat. She was deep in her sketch of the latest dress she wanted to make for design class.

        “I’m done.” She beamed handing Victoria her notepad. The assignment was to do some sketching in something that you would be able to turn in for grading. Victoria decided to hit two birds with one stone…she sketched what she had to do for her design class. So easy, but since Trinity didn’t have design she decided to take a different twist on her work.

        “So am I allowed to open and see now?” Victoria asked her fingers tingling to go back to her own work.

        “Yep!” Trinity smiled. Victoria grabbed the book and was about to open the page when Trinity jumped up in fright.

        She snatched the book out of her friend’s hand and looked at her apologaticcaly, “I’m sorry I need to fix something really quick.”

        Victoria shrugged her shoulders and picked her pencil back up, “Okaysies!” She smiled and tried to continue her own work. Trinity scanned the desk back and forth looking for something to write with, when she didn’t find anything to suit her needs in the next second she quickly grabbed then pencil out of Victoria’s hand and kneeled over to the next table to fix what she needed to.

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