Jazzy's POV.
It's the end of summer vacation, and I still never figured out who my mysterious lover was. 7th grade started today. Oh my, God. I am freaking out so badly.
I gather my items, shower, change, and walk out the door. Will I find out who wrote that note today or not? Let's find out. I'll find you.
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I walk into homeroom. Sitting down, everyone starts looking at me weirdly and whispering.
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Jesse's POV.
Waiting...
Waiting...
Waiting...
Ring!
Finally. School is officially over. I have to run to catch Jasmine. I hope I have the guts to tell her. Hopefully.
I run through the halls, dodging people in my way.
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Jazzy's POV.
Nothing. I walk to the bus. Suddenly, I feel a tap on my shoulder. I spin around and almost knock into the person. He grabbed my hips, steading me.
"Hi," Jesse said.
"Hey," I breathed back.
"I want to take you out this Saturday."
"Okay." I feel so dazed right now. Why would he want to take me out. Why not another girl. I'm no good for him.
"Alright. See you Saturday."
"Yeah." He walked off, breaking me out of my trance.
I stared at him before he disappeared. The buses' engines roared and I sprinted, hopping on to my bus.