“ Hey sorry she’s just so irresistibly beautiful. I can’t stand to be away from her.” Jonathan said and I just rolled my eyes at his corny remark.
“ Alright. Go back downstairs with the guys.” I told him as he pouted. “Again it doesn’t work on me.”
“ Yeah yeah yeah.” He said kissing me one last time and walking downstairs.
“Oh my god. Gena we just got home from the mall and got you a new outfit. I want you to try it one now.” Jazzy Jon’s sister said. Wow I just realized two Jazzy’s. God that’s going to be so confusing. I’ll just call one my Jazzy and just Jazzy. That should work.
“ Hey earth to Gena. Stop daydreaming.” Chloe said.
“ Sorry, by the way this is Jazzy. Jazzy they is Jazzy, Jasmine, and Chloe. Jonathan’s sisters. Chloe, Jazzy, and Jasmine this is Jazzy.” I said using the proper gestures.
“ Nice to meet you.” They said to each other.
“ Ok, give me the bag and I’ll change.” I said grabbing the bag they gave to me. I walked into our bathroom. I mean Jon- never mind. I pulled out the short steampunk black corset dress from the bag. I laughed a little and pulled it on. God how am I going to zip this up.
“ Need help?” Chloe asked and I let her in and she zipped me up. “Wow it looks great on you.”
“ I love it.” I smiled at her. When I walked out of the bathroom Jonathan's eyes turned black with lust.
“ Oh my god that looks amazing on you.” All the girls were gushing over the dress.
“ Thanks girls. I love it.” I told them.
“ No problem. Next time we’ll take you shopping if Jon will let us.” Jazzy said.
“ No.” He said play and clear.
“ Please.” I asked.
“ No.”
“But Jon-”
“ No.”
“ If you let me go. I’ll-”
“No.”
“What will it take for you to let me go?” I groaned.
“Go on a date with me once the weather clears up?” He said.
“ Ok.” I replied calmly. Even though my heart was doing somersaults in my chest. Where going on our first date.
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No I'm A Rogue
Teen FictionRules cannot bring freedom; they only have the power to accuse. I'm a rogue. I don't like rules. I don't like confinement. I don't like feeling trapped. Even the most sane person would go insane if driven by too many rules. There restriction. That's...
