CHAPTER TWENTY
point of view | yasmine alaoui
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the sound of my alarm echoed through my ears. i sat up and reached for my phone. i grabbed it off my night stand and flipped my phone on its back and winced at the brightness of my screen. my thumb reached across the glass of my phone, hitting snooze. the noise ceased and i placed my phone back on my nightstand. i balled my hands and rubbed my eyes, getting the crust out of them. i placed my open palm on the bed while my right hand reached up and i stretched like a mad man. i stood up and my vision went fuzzy and i reached my arms out towards my nightstand to stable myself. i got myself together and left for the bathroom.
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"how was your weekend?" valeria questioned.
"its was fun," i told her smiling, "i hung out with zayne on friday."
"ooo," she cooed nudging me with her shoulder, "okayyy i see you."
"him and i are gonna go um shopping again on saturday," i added, "im gonna drip that boy up."
valeria laughed smiling, "he seems nice."
"he is nice," i confirmed, "i tried buying him clothes but he kept refusing."
"pfft," valeria scoffed, "i wouldnt. arent you rich?"
i playfully glared at her, "my parents are. not me."
"see it wouldnt even put a dent in their wallets if you bought him a whole new wardrobe." valeria stated.
"excatly!" i agreed, "but i cant tell him that. that sounds like im bragging and i dont wanna brag about the money because its not mine, BUT i can use it-"
"breathe when you speak, woman." valeria interrupted.
"haha," i laughed, "okay sorry."
"anything else happen?" valeria asked me, "did he look at you again?"
"you're a twat, you know that?" i questioned.
"haha," she laughed, "i know. but seriously did anything spicy happen?"
"yeah," i answered her quietly, "well i guess something did happen, yeah."
valeria draped her arm over my shoulder as we walked down the hallway.
"so you kissed him, huh?" she asked cheekily.
i nodded and glared at her saying, "on the cheek."
"cute." she said smiling at me.
"shut up." i mumbled. i felt my cheeks burn up as i fought a smile.
"oh my God! are you blushing?" she asked cupping my face. i jerked my head away from hers and shoved her a few inches away from me, "i have never seen you blush before! oh my God, yasmine!"
"im gonna rearrange your teeth if you dont fuck of-" i began but stopped once an administrator turned down the hallway.
valerias laugh crackled and she hugged me. the administrator looked at us with curiosity.
"ms! ms!" valeria said waving her arm, dramatically. getting her attention, "guess what! this lady right here, yasmine, has a boyfriend."
"you son of a bitch." i thought while groaning and hurrying past them, but valeria clutched onto my forearm pulling me backward, half laughing.
"oh!" the administrator replied, "get it girl!"
i cringed as we turned the corner, val detached from my arm walking to her class across the hall, still dissolving from laughter. i glared at the girl walking towards her class.
"what a dickhead," i mumbled walking into my geometry class, "an absolute twat."
"good morning, yasmine!" mrs. torch, my geometry teacher exclaimed.
i looked up from the floor and met her gaze sending her a smile responding with, "good morning, mrs. torch."
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i turned the corner vibin to go crazy by lil tjay. a smile wide on my lips, my spirits in a great mood when someone pushed me to the side. i tripped over my shoe and my shoulder hit the lockers. with an enraged expression i looked over my shoulder. it was jarod who shoved me to the side with his arm.
"who the hell does this jackass think he is to touch me? " i scoffed internally.
"hey, shawty." he said smiling at me.
i glared at him and he awkwardly dropped his smile, "dont call me that."
"yeah. okay. sorry." he said quickly.
"what do want?" i questioned eyeing him, "didnt you get the memo that you and i are not friends anymore?"
"yeah, yeah," he mumbled, "nah but how are you and that guy?" jarod asked as we walked down the hallway.
"his name is zayne." i corrected and started walking down the hallway towards the cafeteria.
"yeah zayne," he muttered, "how are you and him? are you guys doing good?"
i slowly turned my head to look at him and watched his eyes carefully as i answered him, "we're doing good. why?"
he met my gaze with a half smile, "jus curious," he stated. i nodded my head slowly and watched his jaw clench for a moment as he continued to speak, "never thought you'd go for him."
"well i did." i said passive aggressively.
he stopped in his tracks and gave me an apologetic look parting his lips to speak, "yasmine, its not like that. i didnt mean-"
i lifted my hand up silencing him, "i really dont like talking about this, okay? jus stop talking to me from now on."
"yasmine," he said in disbelief, "come on. i wasnt serious."
"im in a really good mood today," i thought calmly, "dont ruin my mood and get your big forehead out of my face before i smack your crooked nose into fucking place."
( ooo bars )
"jus please, jarod," i said lifting up my hands, "like come on."
he looked to his left and sighed.
"im sorry," he said quietly, "but come on. him? really?"
"who?" i asked him.
"him. im be-" he began to say.
"asked?" i interjected.
his jaw dropped for a second, "really?"
"no really," i repeated, "who asked? i dont know why you think anyone within in a 12 mile radius cares about what you think."
"yasmine," he laughed, "chill."
i thinned my lips and walked past him towards the library.
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authors note: bakugo supremacy.
