First Choice (Sam Wilkinson/Nash Grier)

Chapter 1

"Jasmine! Sam is here!" I heard my mom yell up the stairs.

"Ugh, what the fuck. Why does he always come so damn early?" I muttered to myself as I continued brushing my teeth.

"Sorry, I finished getting ready faster than usual." Sam said from the door. I rolled my eyes at him and spit into the sink, before cupping some water in my hands and rinsing my mouth. I spit that as well and wiped my mouth with my hand towel.

"Yeah, well I've still got to get dressed and unwrap my hair." I sighed, pushing past him into my room. I'm half black and half white so I obviously didn't have naturally straight hair. If I wanted to wear it straight, I'd have to straighten it and wrap it the night before.

"Here, let me help." Sam said as he came up behind me and untied the knot that held my hair scarf in place around my head, he pulled the scarf away from my head and my hair fell down around my face. He grabbed the brush off my dresser and brushed it so there weren't any awkward bumps or strays.

"There you go." He smiled as he handed me the brush so I could fix my part. My dark brown hair reached just above my waist and no, it wasn't a weave.

"So, what are you wearing today?" he asked, taking a seat on my bed. I walked over to my dresser and pulled the top drawer open, rummaging through for some pants. "Um, probably these." I pulled out a pair of tights with a white yoga waist.

"Oh, my favorite pair on you." Sam winked at me in the mirror and I felt my cheeks flush. I quickly glanced away, "and I'll probably just wear this red obey hoodie with them." I walked over and grabbed the hoodie from my closet. It had been a gift from him this past Christmas, which was only 5 months ago.

"Yeah, you should wear something with a hood anyways because it's raining." He said, pulling out his phone and most likely texting Sarah. Sarah was his girlfriend of over 5 months now, and I didn't hate her but I obviously disliked her because she was dating the current object of my affections. I tried my best to not let my jealousy affect the way I acted around her or how I treated her and we were actually acquaintances. This was due to the fact that she had no idea about my feelings for Sam, though he did, and that I was her boyfriend's best friend.

"Fuck." I frowned, grabbing my clothes and walking into my bathroom. I always had the worst luck when it came to my hair and I wasn't going to walk around with a lion's mane all day.

"It's ok, I've got an umbrella that we can share and you'll have your hood." He calmed me, from my bed. At least I'd have an excuse why I was wearing such bummy clothes to school, other than hoodies hide my tummy fat and I'm a lazy piece of shit who doesn't plan out my outfits every damn day.

"haha, you'll probably be sharing with your girlfriend Sarah, remember?" I yelled back. I frowned as I walked back into the room, grabbing my brown uggs and sliding them up, over the bottom of the black tights.

"Sarah is sick so she won't be here today." he tried not to sound too excited but I saw through it. It was obvious to everyone that he didn't care about Sarah. He liked her and she was pretty, she didn't have a bitchy personality, she was actually really sweet, but they just didn't have any connection. It was a forced and awkward relationship, which is why no one understood why he dated her when it was obvious that he and I had something, but I'd stopped asking a long time ago.

His answer was always the same, "I feel the same way about you, I love you Jasmine, but I just need to be with Sarah." And I'm sure you can imagine how frustrating that is. The guy you love says he loves you back but needs to be with someone else, and no one can even understand why. Seriously, every time I asked him why he "needed" to be with her, he could never give a straight answer. So, eventually I just gave up.