Chapter2: Fireworks

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firework /ˈfʌɪəwəːk/
noun
plural noun: fireworks
a device containing gunpowder and other combustible chemicals which causes spectacular effects and explosions when ignited, used for display or in celebrations.

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" hey Jazzy !! " I exclaimed, ogling at my best friend , one of my best friends , on FaceTime .

"Ahhhhhh! "She squealed.  Remind me to always keep her at arms length , she's the noisiest person on this planet . " I have met the cutest boy here , and my granma literally spoiled everything for me " she continued after her little tantrum

"Well calm down will you , I'm not sure I can even hear you properly anymore , after the little fit you just had "

She fell back on her bed , kicking up her feet " I think I'm officially going to be a cat lady , the man of my dreams , ran faster than a race car , he didn't even bother to look back like they do on  the stupid romantic movies "

I had to laugh at her , I know she's crazy for romance but this is extra, even for her

Jasmin is a firework , she's tall and dark skinned , she looks like a slab of sweet milk chocolate, with popping candy in the center . I never have a dull moment with her ... she's the perfect complement of my too reserved , closed up personality. She is also very confident , the kind that rubs off on everyone around her .

" I wish I was there , I know now I'm going to get a version with sugar, spice and everything not so nice added to it " I mentioned . Knowing her , she is capable of turning a walk down the street into a set of cartwheels and hand stands .

"Maybe I should just ask granny for her version of events " I mentioned

Jasmine rolled her eyes so far back , I almost thought they would never come back " come on rain , you know she already forgot everything that happened "

"Why do you insist on calling me rain miss sunshine " I asked her , my phone was mounted on my table stand that I made with some left over wood from a project I had. I made my father a small coffee table with lined shelves for his reading obsession .. it was actually a far greater than expected idea because, finally, the corners of our house can breathe now that he puts his books safely and neatly on his shelves.

" because you always rain on my parade and secondly , since I've been categorized as a weather forecast to you , then I owe you the same honor " she sassed

"Well you are a sunny human , aren't you ? " I was now setting my bag down to open up the blueprints to my latest project .

" I'm more like thunderstorms if you ask me " she tried to imitate , the sounds of rambling thunderstorms, keyword 'tried'

" what have I done to deserve such madness " I said , face palming

" are you going to ask what granny said or I should call someone else ?"she nagged

"Hit me " I pinned up my prints to the board I had on the wall facing the window .

"I forget how concentrated you get when you're in your little zone " she said pouting " but anyways , your grann was sitting next to me on the bench and we were talking, I couldn't hear her for a moment because my prince in shining armor ,was just about to pick up his skateboard from the sidewalk "

"Let me guess , you stopped listening to nanna ?" I starred at her through the screen

" don't give me that , you wouldn't know how speechless a girl can get from seeing total eye candy " with hands on her hips , how she does that while lying upside down, I do not know

"Anyways " she continues " he gave me a smirk that could thaw Antarctica "

" isn't that a global warming crisis " I mocked her

" is that rain I hear ? on my freaking parade " she cupped her ear

I laughed , a little too much " I thought this was a sad story "

"Listen rain "she continued " so granny starts saying something about, you know , leaving number 2's littered around her house "

" wait , what did you do jazz !" I asked , with a bit of shock in my voice ..

" ummm, I hope you're not thinking what I'm thinking you're thinking" she raised her eyebrows

" Rainy, she was saying it as though it somehow belonged to me , but we all know the mess that her cat plus mine make " she cried out " you should have seen Prince Charming's face "she covered her eyes

" girl chill , okay . You know what they say , something about love and blindness "i was enjoying this , Jasmin always has the weirdest encounters with her 'prince charmings' .

On the other hand , I actually hated romance, it's too glorified and sappy and annoying . Half of the time , it's even non existent, fake, fake , fake .

My dad always tells me that the only thing the world is good at dishing out is Fake people and twisted intentions. He always assured me that there's only about a handful of people you can manage to claim knowledge of their intentions, and that is just a portion of your family and friends .

" I knew I should have just called May " Jasmin said " you find pleasure in my hopeless romance "

" May is having the time of her life in India, I saw her insta posts, she was riding an elephant like she was born doing it "

May had saved up during the holidays , she worked at the mall and made enough to visit one of her ' bucket list destinations '. She loved India , to a point of owning their beautiful clothes and learning how to prepare some of their spicy dishes . I wouldn't be amazed if she came back married to an Indian guy.

" I bet all by life savings, that May will be married to an Indian hulk soon " Jasmin teased

" I wouldn't counter that . We should call her soon and get a glimpse of her little getaway "

We both knew how much May needed the time out .. After recently finding a safe haven from her abusive foster father , she needed to go out there and get new memories to build up from

My call with Jazzy ended with an exchange of 'kisses' and sappy 'I love you's'

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Thank you to all the people who are already reading . Comment and vote , what do you think of the book so far ??

I had a long extended school break and I'll be updating more often till schools open ,then I'll have a set schedule.

For now I'll be updating fast . ❤️❤️tons of love

~flowers

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