Observing myself in the mirror, I placed on the beanie, contemplating if I should keep it or if it looks too much.
Well, there’s one way to be sure.
Picking up my phone, I searched my contacts for one specific girl who has nothing but a guardian angel when it comes to that quirky girl next door.
“What?” was Kyla’s immediate greeting when she picked up the phone.
Sighing, I removed the beanie before throwing it to my desk, “Beanie or no beanie?”
“Damn it, Jasper, we’ve been planning about this thing since last night,” she groaned. Looks like I’ve caught her in a bad mood, “She wouldn’t care if you have a freaking piece of wool on your head or not.”
Frowning at my phone, I let out a frustrated sigh, “You know how long I’ve been wanting to do this.”
“I know,” she mumbled from the other line, “Just be yourself, that’s what Savannah truly wants.”
I find it hard to believe. If I’ve been truly myself from the start, then she wouldn’t have broken our friendship in the first place.
I still couldn’t forget that horrible day, I ran up to her but she only glared at me. I tried to talk to her, to start up a conversation, but in return, she shook her head and walked away.
I wished I could have known what I have done to do that, I almost beat myself up for that. I let her slip out of my fingers and I was too much of a coward to do anything.
Looking at the open window, I couldn’t help but stare at awe at the girl known as Savannah Everett. As usual, she looked as casual as she can, but she was still mesmerizing.
She was talking on the phone and the grin she was showing was really something else. She was beautiful in every single way you put it.
“Earth to Jasper Dean,” I heard Kyla call from the other line, “Are you looking at Savannah from the window again? Stop staring, you’ll look like a stalker.”
Shaking my head at her, I couldn’t help but agree to her statement. Ever since Savannah showed traces of rebuilding our friendship, I didn’t want to fuck up again. So to be safe, I contacted the one girl who kept an eye at her throughout those years we weren’t talking.
So far, Kyla Bailey has been a big help, but I could still feel the slap on my cheek after she scolded me when I didn’t dance with Savannah during the winter formal.
Don’t worry, I’ve been cursing myself ever since that happened.
But she forgave me, thank God she did. I have no idea what I’ll do if I lose her again.
She caught sight of me from the other side and gave me one of those amazing smiles, rendering me senseless when she did.
Jasper, my boy, you have it bad.
“Good luck,” she said, “Don’t embarrass yourself.”
Nodding, I hung up as I stretched myself. Alright, we can do this.
My first date with Savannah Everett.
I wanted to give her roses but Macy somehow convinced me that it would be too much since I already gave her three bouquets.
Nothing’s too good for her.
“Hold up!” Macy stopped me before I stepped outside. She approached me, fixing my collar before smiling.
“My baby brother is growing up,” she sniffed dramatically.
Rolling my eyes at my sister, I couldn’t help but laugh. She was really something.
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Resetting Our Love
Teen Fiction"You know the good old days when we were joined at the hip? How about we just reset everything?" Jasper and Savannah. Those two has been inseparable since the day they met, they've been through everything together. Apparently, high school changed th...
