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Chapter 10

 Christmas calls upon happy and cheerful times, and what's makes anyone happier than spending time with the people they love. In my case, I love my friends and family, but I do tend to hangout with my friends more during the holidays. I get the privilege to hangout with the 2 people I love the most. But now I have a problem. Those two people have increased to 3 people. Except I'm not to sure about the 3rd one. Griffin and Piper are my two closest friends, and Griffin just so happens to be my crush. The only problem is, now I think I like two people. A boy named Sebastian who is very polite and charming. And Griffin, my long time crush. Sebastian does make me feel a bit... strange, but I'm not sure if it's because I like him or because I'm not supposed to like him. I'm just confused. Anyways, Merry Christmas everybody!

Thank you, for reminding me

What butterflies feel like.

-Jenesis

I quickly saved my file and closed my computer. It was early in the morning. Too early for any sane human to be awake. Yet here I was. In the recent days, my mom had been waking up earlier. Making it harder for me to leave for school with all her nagging. Now I have to wake up three hours before school starts, just so I don't have to deal with her yelling.

I tiptoed down stairs, grabbed an apple from a fruit bowl on the kitchen counter, and silently left the house. Without a trace.

As I walked through the forest to the park (where I would finish homework and wait for school to start) I started to think. What would happen if I didn't come home? What would my mom do? She'd probably lose the house because she wouldn't get bills paid. But would she miss me? She's my mother so I'm sure she would, maybe she gets mad sometimes and doesn't know how to take care of herself or others. But she's a human and I could only assume she had some kind of empathy in her heart.

I paused and listened. Laughing. Walking. Talking. People were here. And they were close. I ran off the path and sat behind a nearby bush. I threw off my bag and tried to quickly and quietly find my bottle of lavender oil. Nothing.

Crap. Crap. Crap! I didn't have anything to help a migraine if I used magic. I could just use it anyway. But there's always a chance I could mess up and not be able to try again because of my headache. I could wait them out. I would wait them out. They were just going to pass by. Nothing bad will happen.

It was cold. I kept on shivering as I sat in the snow. Maybe I could distract myself. At least it was going to be a white Christmas. I'm going to see all my friends at school. I kept on trying to reassure myself, but I forgot a very important detail.

Snow leaves fucking tracks.

My heart was thumping out of my chest as I heard the sound of laughter. They were so close. They were probably standing where I was walking just a few minutes ago. I prayed they would just move pass and not see my footprints. I prayed that they would walk right by and I would be safe.

The laughing stopped. The talking stopped. The footsteps stopped.

Please leave. Please leave. Please leave. Please leave. I pleaded as a footsteps came closer. This was it. This was how it was going to end. I could see the reports now. Local girl murdered at 6 am in a forest. I waited for my doom. But there was nothing. Just... Silence.

"Hey, Jasmine."

"Sam?"

"Hey."

"Why the hell are you in the woods this early in the morning?" I asked. I was both afraid and confused.

"I could ask the same question for you." He held out his hand to help me up. I cautiously took it. He pulled me up and I was greeted with his face uncomfortably close to mind. I hastily pushed away and picked up my bag. When I looked up I noticed that Sam wasn't the only one there. Behind him was the same group of boys had crossed paths with the day I had imagined a jungle. They looked amused to see me there.