Life Moves On • Zach Herron

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next morning

i woke up and reached over to pick up my phone, it's 9:35am, i get out of bed and stretch for a bit before i choose out some clothes to wear today and then take them to the bathroom with me so i can put them on after i have had a shower

once i am fully dressed i pull my hair up into a messy bun and then pick up my phone and walk downstairs

"morning" i say as i walk into the kitchen to see my mom "good morning!" she says cheerfully

"i think i'm gonna head to starbucks and get a coffee since i haven't been there in a while, do you want anything?" i ask picking up my bag that i left in the kitchen and take out my bank card before slotting it into the back of my phone case

"no thanks" she said and i said bye and started walking to starbucks

the streets of LA haven't changed much since i was last here but it just feels weird to be back. when i get to starbucks i open the door and the coffee aroma hits me

i breath in and enjoy the smell before walking over to the counter

"hey can i get a iced mocha please?" i ask and pull my bank car out "sure that'll just be $3.50 please" the woman serving me said, i payed and then she went and grabbed a cup "can i take a name please" she asked me

"jasmine" i said and she smiled and nodded before going to make my drink, i grab a straw and then go to sit down while waiting for my name to be called

it wasn't too busy in here for once, only about 5 people in line and there is quite a few tables spare

i check my phone and flick through instagram quickly

"order for jasmine" a guy shouts so i stand up and go to collect my drink

when my name gets called i see a girl who looks around my age, who is sat at the table across from where i was waiting, turn around to look at the guy at the counter and then at me very quickly, i don't manage to see her face though

maybe she's called jasmine too and is just waiting for her order?

i thank the guy at the counter and walk away, i stop at a table on the way out to put my straw in my drink

through the corner of my eye i glance over at the girl from before, she looks at me again but since i could only see out of the corner of my eye i can't see her face properly

she nudges her friend and starts talking to her before her friend looks at me, i try not to look up so that i can avoid eye contact

i start to get self conscious so i start to walk out, i hear one of the girls say "go, go!" but i don't look around towards there direction

"jasmine!" i hear but ignore it "jas! jasmine stop please!" i recognise those voices, i speed up since i don't want to talk to anyone, unsociable i know.

i quickly cross the road and once i get across, i gain the confidence to look around and see who the familiar voices belong to

i see them stood at the crossing looking at me with sadness but also confusion

i stop for a second and look directly at them, letting them know that i know they are there

i'm sorry, this is isn't how i wanted to treat you both

my conscience is screaming at me to cross back over the road and explain everything but i physically can't

i'm sorry alexia and christina

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