The Art of Finding Jasmine Rose Peters

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She wondered if it was the assessing look she gave him or her nervous antics that gave her away. She offered a smile of her own, hoping to match his, and willed her mind to say something meaningful despite the war raging inside her.

"Why did you ask for me?" Her voice was inaudible, lower than his could ever be, with a guarded look shielding her eyes.

"Mason and Wren are here to discuss the project, I thought we could start as well," he said.

Hayden looked around until her eyes settled on the now filled table, alive with chatter. True to Wren's words, the guys had arrived as Mason was telling her a wild story while she was laughing, clutching her stomach with one hand and trying to remove her glasses to wipe away some tears.

"Maybe you can take your lunch break now?" he offered

Hayden hated to be the one to crush the dancing hope in his eyes. "I'm sorry. I need to-to think this through." Her voice wavered as she spoke. Calvin came close to hear what she was saying.

With relief she wasn't expecting, she found Calvin's hope not crushed but brimming like a fire raging in the woods. "You're quite... different, I must say. Well, I would be right here if you change your mind." He pointed at the table, which had quieted down a bit, a hopeful smile on his face.

Lyra approached her as soon as Calvin was out of her sight. "What was that?" she asked curiously. Hayden knew she wanted to know what was up, but decided she would keep her mouth shut. "I might have overheard some parts of the conversation." Hayden looked horrified but not as one would expect while Lyra grinned, brushing it off. "If this has anything to do with our 'conversation', I say you take his offer."

Hayden silently acknowledged her help but said nothing. She adjusted her apron and went back to her rather boring dough making. Her mind couldn't help but grill her co-worker's advice.

Should she accept Calvin's offer?

***

Hayden's shift for the day ended. She removed her apron and put it in her tiny stained locker. The backdoor was closed, so she went with the front one

From the corner of her eyes, she saw Calvin's little gang still there, laughing and chattering away. Determined to go by unnoticed, Hayden pulled her hoodie over her face and quickened her steps.

Almost there. Almost there. Almost...

"Hayden!" A voice she was familiar with said. She tried to remember where she knew the voice from when her gaze landed on her short friend. She would be able to recognize those glasses, bright smile and upbeat attitude anywhere. "Where are you going?" Wren asked.

Taken by surprise and not knowing what to say at the very least, Hayden spluttered, her trusted method failing her. "I," she cleared her throat, "I'm going home."

"You should join us," she said, her grin spreading ever so efficiently. Hayden had a feeling she knew when her shift was over, but stiffly shook her head.

Although she desired nothing more than a much-needed distraction, she knew it would be a terrible choice to sit with one who she had rejected, and another who deemed it perfectly well to glower at her any chance he got. "You promised," she reminded her.

Remind me why I told her we could hang out next time, Hayden sighed.

Wren's infectious grin almost affected Hayden before she caught herself. Without realizing much, Wren nuzzled her in the table's direction she had ashamedly been looking at. Her surprise was not well covered, as her touch did nothing to affect her. She found it as harmless as Lyra's occasional touch.

Once in front of the table, Calvin offered her a seat which she took unwillingly, staring at her with a strange expression marring his face. Mason ignored her, kissing his girlfriend softly on the cheek when she sat beside him

It took some seconds before the awkward atmosphere Hayden had created died down. Their former conversation continued.

"I vote we go to Calvin's house," Wren said, while Mason pouted at her. "Oh, come on, or do you want us to go to your house?" A dark look spread across Mason's face. "It's good you remember what happened last time. Besides, I need some time away from Akio's annoying ass," she mumbled, rolling her eyes.

"Calvin's house it is, then," Mason agreed, as did Calvin. Hayden stood out like a sore thumb; not knowing what to say.

"Hayden you should come with us," Wren offered.

Lyra approached the table with a failed attempt to disguise her grin. "Is there anything else I can get you?" They all answered with a no, except Wren.

"I would like two apple-crusted pies and an iced latte to go," she said.

A notepad in hand, Lyra swiftly wrote her order. "Hayden, are these your friends?" she asked. Hayden looked back and forth between the group and Lyra. What is she trying to achieve? "I'm Lyra, Hayden's roommate and co-worker."

Mason's head immediately raised. "We're not frie—"

His girlfriend interrupted him quickly. "Nice to meet you, I'm Wren," Wren said, smiling at her. "How do you do?"

"Oh, I'm marvellous and I simply love your name," Lyra said, a small grin on her face.

Wren grinned back. "If you love my name, then you'll go crazy over my siblings' names. My parents insist on giving us unique names. Like one of my brothers, his name is Bohai."

"Oh, my God." The two burst out laughing. They were hitting it off pretty well. "Is it Korean, though?" Lyra asked.

"No," Wren waited till she calmed herself before answering. "It's Chinese."

"Oh, I used to watch some Korean movies back in the day, when college wasn't whopping my ass," she snorted, "which is why I assumed it was Korean."

"Yeah, not a lot of people here really understand the difference between the two. They think we're all the same." She laughed. "It used to bother me, but I guess I'm used to it now." She gave a smile that appeared natural but was fake.

"Right. I suppose you don't mind telling me who these two are."

"I'd love to. The blonde one is Mason, my boyfriend, and the other one's Calvin. Now, we were hoping if your roommate would love to hang out with us? Help convince her for us?" Wren and Lyra shared the same wicked look before Lyra faced Hayden.

"Hayden, you should go with them. They're nice enough to come see you at work, and you want bail on them? That doesn't seem fair." Hayden was struggling to reply when Lyra continued. "Besides, you'll be alone at the apartment. I'm going out with some friends."

Hayden attempted to speak again, but Wren beat her to it. "It's settled then."

"But I don't have a ride home," Hayden said.

Calvin spoke for the first time since Hayden joined them. "I'll drop you home," he said. She weighed her options. It wouldn't hurt to go out with them. They wouldn't harm her, right?

"Okay, but you have to drop me off before midnight," she said, her eyes knit in determination.

"All right, Cinderella." Calvin grinned as everyone on the table laughed. Even she couldn't help but smile.

Lyra no longer had to hide her grin as she and Wren shared yet another look. "Your order will be right up, and you'll be ready to leave." 

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~R.