CHAPTER FOUR
point of view | yasmine alaoui
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"do you still sit alone at lunch?" jarod asked chuckling. i eyed him.
"no actually," i scoffed with a look of disgust on my face, "you fuck head."
he laughed loudly at my comment, "i bet you still do geometry work though."
my lips parted in protest, but no words escaped. he shoved my arm as we were walking down the hall way. i rolled my eyes staying silent.
"who do you sit with?" he asked me once i got back on track, walking next to him again.
"zayne," i said smiling a little, "zayne ali, the tall guy,"
he scrunched his face at me, a disgusted look on his face before asking.
"what?" i asked him giving him the exact expression back, "you dont like him or something?"
"nah its jus ..." his voice trailed off, "hes weird. he doesnt talk like ever. hes in my honors chem class. nothings wrong with him. jus someone like you ... youre two very different people."
i stared at him for a long moment, eyeing him.
"opposites attract though," i said laughing and he shook his head with a smile.
"thats why youre all offended," he said laughing, "you like him?"
"woah," i said putting my hand up flaring my nostrils, "i never said that. i mean, maybe. he doesnt talk much to me. hes really cute though. he seems stand offish. like he isnt interested in anything. but i dont know a part of me wants to know him ... is that weird?"
jarod shook his head smiling at me before stating "if you do try to be friends with him, or whatever, make sure its real."
i nodded my head, slightly surprised i told him how i was feeling, "i will most definitely do that."
he smiled at me for a long moment, "i dont think i ever thought this day would come."
i rolled my eyes shoving him.
"shut up," i stated flipping him off, "i came to this school expecting cute guys. hes the only one whos caught my attention in that way."
his jaw opened in offence, he placed his open palm on his chest, "you jus insulted me as well you know that right?"
"yeah," i said thinning my lips "and ill do it again, bootyhole."
he coughed down his laugh before we walked in the direction of his class.
"bye, bootyhole," he said flicking me off and i laughed as he turned to walk into his classroom. i walked down the hallway. i had a few minutes until lunch. i was going to go early so i could talk to zayne today. my shoes skirted against the floor and i dodged twat freshmen running full speed down the hall way.
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i pulled out the seat, zayne glancing at me. making eye contact. i sent him a smile to which he ignored completely and slouched deeper into his chair.
"hi." i greeted him and he looked over at me, holding his gaze.
"hey." he responded dryly. he rolled his shoulders. his thumb hitting the volume button on his phone. i couldnt figure out whether it was up or down.
"how was your day today?" i asked him, leaning on my fist looking at him, "anything exciting happen?"
he shook his head no. looking immensely not in the mood to exist, but i was determined to make him open up.
"what are you listening to?" i questioned him. he looked at me. he looked at me for a very long 30 seconds before sitting up in his chair.
"polo." he answered. he answered in a way where if i didnt know who he was it would have ended the conversation.
"ooo," i cooed, "i love polo. what song?"
"neva cared," he answered me, "basic yea, but it slaps."
i smiled as for once he added on to what he was saying.
"its a banger." i agreed, "how do you like the new album?"
he licked his lips before answering me, "i mean gnf came out so long ago, ya know? like 2020 and the album came out way later. clueless was leaked too. it was good, but i thought it would have been better."
i held my smile as the words he spoke seemed to have woken him up from what seemed to be a silent facade.
"my favorite is bloody canvas." i said after a second of silence. he nodded his head at me.
"me too," he agreed. "clueless is hard too. love pop."
"are you kidding me?" i scoffed excitedly, "im the biggest of all pop smoke stans."
"new album thoughts?" he asked sitting up a little, interested in a conversation for once.
"people said they hated it but i actually like it," i said confidently, "all but top shotta. pops verse on it was amazing though."
"can i see your playlist?" he asked me and i smiled nodding my head, grabbing my phone from my left, placed face up on the table. i unlocked my phone, my thumb reaching across the screen and hitting spotify.
i held out my phone to which he hesitantly lifted his hand up and took the phone from my hand. his cold fingers gracing mine for a brief moment.
"which one?" he asked looking up from my phone screen. i stood up from the chair and walked around to where he was sitting. i pulled out the chair and sat directly next to him. his aroma was lovely. a masculine cologne.
"that one," i said hitting my " vibin " playlist, "thats the one with my favorite songs."
i looked at the side of his face, an attractive side profile. his jaw line was defined alluringly.
"go crazy by lil tjay is one of my favorites," he stated and i smiled looking at him. i scooted my chair closer to his. our arms now touching. i was leaning on his shoulder watching him scroll through my playlist.
"bruh that song and nles beatbox," i stated and i noticed his face get slightly red. i smiled at the cuteness and sat up, away from him.
"i agree," he stated quietly, "and final warning."
"youre valid." i said and his lips curved into the smallest of smiles.
he glanced up at me handing me my phone which i took in my hand. we held eye contact until he broke it. i stayed in the seat next to him.
"you listen to billie eilish?" i asked him and he thinned his lips at me before shaking his head, yes.
i gasped dramatically and placed my hand on my heart. "thats it. i NEED this man." i told myself, not sure if i was joking or not.
"oh my God," i said excitedly, "what your favorite song of hers?"
"in the new album?" he asked and i nodded. he gave me small smile and i smiled widely back, "depends on my mood, honestly. i really like halleys comet, male fantasy, and this one line in i didnt change my number."
"AND YOUR BEST FRIEND TOO!" i exclaimed and his cheeks went a rosy pink, nodding his head.
"shhh," he hushed me, grumpily, "i cant believe i told you that. God, what is wrong with me? okay many well dudes dont listen to her so i dont know ..." he eyed me, glaring, "this never happened."
"it definitely did," i scoffed smiling "im jus glad you didnt say bad guy."
"the justin bieber remix is absolutely ass cakes." he stated and i busted into laughter, nodding my head, agreeing.
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authors note: progress !
