Run in with Jasmine

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        At the end of school I walked out to the front and saw a group of Jasmines friends. She was standing in the middle of the group and she looked pissed. I tried to walk behind the cars and stay out of the sight, but it was no use because she already saw me. She started walking towards me and I got scared of the way she looked.

        "This is all your fault. He used to like me before you came along." Jasmine said and her clones all nodded in agreement.

        "I didn't do anything. I don't want him and I certainly didn't ask for his attention, bitch." I snapped back to her.

        She didn't like the fact that I just disagreed with her, raised her fist and punch me in the face. I stumbled back and fell to the ground. I looked up at her and stood up. She pulled me hair and yanked me over to her car. At this point I'm pissed and I don't like the way I'm being treated. I grabbed her and pulled her down. I threw my fist straight into her perfect nose. I heard a satisfying crack and felt the relief of my hair being released. 

        I looked up at her to see that she had her hand over her nose and there was blood running down from under it. Her friends were surrounding her looking worried. She was crying and looking at the blood on her hand. I looked around and saw Ethan standing by a car that I assume is his. When I looked at his face, I realized that he was looking at me. I turned away and ran to my car. I got in, started the car and drove out of the school as fast as I could.

          I let out a sigh of relief and laughed at what happened. I looked in my rear view mirror and saw a nice looking car following me. I turned into a random road I saw and looked to see that the car was still following me. I started to panic and passed the speed limit. When I saw a gas station, I turned into the prking lot and turned off my car.

        I waited for a couple of seconds and my panic started to subside until I heard a knock on my window. I screamed and looked out only to see that it was Ethan. I glared at him and flipped him off. 

        'Open the door' He mouthed to me. I shook my head and locked the door. 'please, open the door.' He mouth. I hesitated before unlocking, opening, and stepping out of the car.

        "Why did you run." He asked.

        "Uh... I-I don't-" Before I could finish my sentence I passed out. The last thing I remember happening was Ethan catching me and yelling my name.

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