Jasmin's POV
My mom and Joan are on a date, so Do Chi and I are just chillin' in her room.
"OK, so we obviously need to do a sleepover." She says excitedly with a smile as we're sitting on the floor.
"Wait, you want me to sleep in here?" "Uh, yes, dummy." She says in a cheerful tone, still smiling.
"But I like sleeping in my room. Plus, there's only one bed in here." "We can sleep together, silly. We're both girls here. It's okay."
That's the problem. We're both girls.
"U-Uh, ok." I say hesitantly, looking from side to side. "Yaaay!" She says, hugging me tightly, making me look around.
She lets go. "Ok, first thing I want to do is paint your nails." She says. "Paint my nails?" I question, raising a brow.
"Yeah. Isn't that what girls do at sleepovers?" She says with a smile. "I'm not really big on my nails being painted."
"I also see that you're not big on dressing femininely." My eyes get big. "Oh, come on. Please, for me? For the sake of sleepovers?" She pleads with a puppy dog face.
I sigh and roll my eyes. "Fine, but only this once." "You're the best!" She says, smiling, and hops up to retrieve some nail polish, Q-tips, and nail polish remover.
She sits back down and starts unscrewing the nail polish. I frown as I watch her. "Pink? Out of all of the colors?"
"Yeah. What's wrong with pink?" She says, raising a brow as she concentrates on the polish.
"It's such a girly color." "What's wrong with being girly?," She looks up at me with a brow raised as she finishes speaking. "Wouldn't you want to attract more men by being girly?"
My eyes get big. "Uh, y-yeah." "We shouldn't have a problem then." She says, smiling with her eyes closed.
"Yeah, we shouldn't." I say awkwardly and clear my throat. She opens her eyes. "Hold out your hand."
I do as she says and uneasily watch her as she begins to paint my nails. God, nail painting is so cringey.
"Soooooo, any boys in your life?" She questions like a nosy nail tech, focusing on my hand. "Why do we have to discuss this?"
"Cuz, y'know, this is what girls do at a sleepover. They discuss boys, or girls, whatever the preference is."
"No. There's no boy in my life." "Why is that?" "Oh...uh....well y'know..... I just like to be single." I say, trying not to sound uneasy but probably failing miserably.
"I have a question for you." "Shoot." "Have you ever been to a sleepover before?" "Why do you ask that?"
"Because you don't seem to know what girls do at them."
I've been to sleepovers before, but girls were just too tempting, so I've only been to a few and stopped going to them.
I have a feeling everyone thought I was the gay girl that just wanted to ogle at them when they were in their bras and underwear. Sure, I looked, but it wasn't my sole intention of being there.
"I've been to a few. Stopped going, though." "Oh, why?" "You ask a looot of questions." "I just want to know. So, are you gonna tell me or what?"
"They just weren't my thing." "I know I'd love to see half-naked girls changing in front of each other." She says with a smirkish smile.
Oooh, me, too. Trust me, me, too.
"Oh, sorry. We should talk about boys, since you like them." I don't respond, making her fill in the gap of silence. "What do you like about boys?"
"Uh, well, y'know, they're......smart.......and they......have abs......and stuff."
She looks up at me questioningly. Oh God. Please don't let her ask me something suspicious.
"You don't seem to be confident in why you like boys." "I-I am. It's just weird for me to talk about. That's all."
At this point, I think I'm trying to convince myself more than her. "Mm. We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. Let's change the subject."
"Ok. Do you have a girl in your life?" "No, but I'm crushing on someone." She says with a smile.
"What's her name?" "Can't tell yooooou. It's a secret." "C'mon. Don't girls tell each other secrets at slumber parties?"
"Now you know what girls do at sleepovers." She chuckles. "Come on. Pleeeeaaassee."
"As cute as you are when you beg, still not telling you." I blow out a breath and roll my eyes. "Fine. I didn't want to know that bad anyway."
Who is she crushing on?
