A dream hidden behind a sweat shirt

Chapter four

*his perspective*

I can't get over her beautiful green eyes. Her lips looked so soft. She was like a dream, hidden behind a sweatshirt. I couldn't get her out of my head I had to talk to her again. She seemed so non existent yet she stood out like a diamond in a pile of rocks. Not to mention she had a perfect body. But that didn't really matter. I felt like I had a connection to her. Like she was or is gonna be special in my life. I grabbed my phone and texted Cameron.

'Hey do you know anyone who would have Molly's number?'

'Who?'

'Molly he girl from class.'

'The nerd? No I don't.'

He tipped my rocker! He dare he say that.

Then it clicked. She was kyler my best friends step sister. I quickly called him.

"Hello." A groggy voice picked up.

"Hey it's me jasper!"

"Oh hey man what can I do for you?"

"What's your sisters number?"

"Dominique?"

"No Molly."

"Oh um, 5093367845."

"Thanks." With that I hung up the phone.

I texted her and then threw my phone on my bed.

I got out my year books and looked at every picture of her. I couldn't be falling for her. I'm in love with my girlfriend Katy right? Speaking of her I got a call,

...Katy. "Hello?" My voice had sorta a wince to it.

"Jasper?" She sounded like she was about ready to scream yet she was calm.

"Yes Katy?"

"Why did camron say that you are asking him for a freaks number?"

"She's not a freak and she is just a friend. I swear there is only you pumpkin love you gotta go bye."

I hung up the phone.

I had a feeling that I had to convince my self I loved Katy but my heart wasn't so sure.

why couldn't I get Molly out of my mind? She seemed amazing. All I really wanted was to hug her and feel for her. And I was cerious. Why always was she wearing that sweat shirt? Why did she hide behind it? She was too beautiful to hide from it. I needed to know. And I was defermined to find out. I needed to be her friend and hers. I had to be. And once I find a strategy I will be.