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His property

Auteur: Succie Brown
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(Jasmine's POV)

"Do you think this outfit looks nice on me?" Amy asked for the umpteenth time as she pouted in the mirror.

"Do you realize this will be the umpteenth time you’re asking about your outfit?" Trevor replied with a question, resting his back on the door frame of Amy's room.

"I'll finally get a chance to talk to Callista. Do you know what that means?" she said, spelling out the words on purpose.

Amy was so excited when I told her about the party and how Callista had said she liked her. She jumped and ran around the house, and now she's stuck choosing a good outfit to impress Callista, though the entire outfits in her wardrobe were all boyish.

She loves dressing like a tomboy because she isn't embarrassed that she's into girls rather than the opposite sex. Fortunately for her, her whole family supports her—including me. I'm her biggest rooter.

"If Callista really likes you, I don't think she'd care about your appearance. You love someone not because of their appe
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  • The Lacrosse Player Next Door    Burning pain.

    (Jasmine’s POV) "Colton!" I screamed, breaking free from Jack’s grip as I rushed to Colton and crouched beside him, helping him get back to his feet. "Are you alright?" I asked, worry etched deep in my voice, my hands shaking as I touched his arm. "I'm fine," he replied, wiping the bloodstain from his lip, his eyes burning as they locked onto Jack. "What’s your problem?!" he spat angrily. "You wanna know my problem?" Jack slammed his fist against Colton’s chest, making him stagger back. "My problem is you. Who gave you the right to flirt with her?!" he roared. He… isn’t referring to me, is he? Students were already gathering, and I hated the way they all stared—eyes watching from every angle like we were the main event in some twisted drama. "I was only talking to her, not flirting with her! I’m not like you, Jack. What is it to you anyway?" Colton shot back, his voice rising. Jack grabbed Colton by the collar, making the crowd gasp loudly. "If you ever lay those h

  • The Lacrosse Player Next Door    His property

    (Jasmine's POV) "Do you think this outfit looks nice on me?" Amy asked for the umpteenth time as she pouted in the mirror. "Do you realize this will be the umpteenth time you’re asking about your outfit?" Trevor replied with a question, resting his back on the door frame of Amy's room. "I'll finally get a chance to talk to Callista. Do you know what that means?" she said, spelling out the words on purpose. Amy was so excited when I told her about the party and how Callista had said she liked her. She jumped and ran around the house, and now she's stuck choosing a good outfit to impress Callista, though the entire outfits in her wardrobe were all boyish. She loves dressing like a tomboy because she isn't embarrassed that she's into girls rather than the opposite sex. Fortunately for her, her whole family supports her—including me. I'm her biggest rooter. "If Callista really likes you, I don't think she'd care about your appearance. You love someone not because of their appe

  • The Lacrosse Player Next Door    A little distraction from Jack

    (Jasmine's POV) Trevor and Amy left after we had the pizza together and also watched a movie that Trevor really loved. While they both enjoyed the pizza, I could hardly taste it because my mind was filled with what Jack did to me. Even as I lay on the bed, I was still soaked in thoughts of his actions at the pizza shop earlier. It's not a new thing that he flirts with every girl. What stings my poor heart was how he denied knowing me. Even if he was with Madelyn, a little "hi" from him would have done less damage to my innocent heart. A message popped up on my phone, and it was from Jack. ~ Who was he? he asked. My brows twitched sadly at his message. He denied knowing me at the pizza shop, and all he could do was ask who Trevor is. I read his message but chose not to reply. He doesn't deserve to know who Trevor is after he heartlessly denied me. Thankfully, my window is shut, which means he won't have access into my room like he owns it. He sent another message

  • The Lacrosse Player Next Door    Cuddling

    Duty call from the hospital came for my parents, and they had to hurry back to attend to a patient who went into cardiac arrest. I was happy when they rushed out because it means Mom won't pressure me about whether I have feelings for Jack. I settled down in the living room with both Trevor and Amy. We were watching the popular TV show F.R.I.E.N.D.S while helping ourselves to popcorn. The show had always been my favorite TV show, and no matter how many times I've watched it, it still feels like a new show to me. Thankfully, Amy also loves the show, else she'd have told me to switch to something else. We were both laughing at the hilarious scene between Chandler and Joey, but I could feel Trevor's eyes on me. His eyes have been on me the whole time, so I don't know if he likes the show the same way Amy and I love it. "Are you enjoying the show?" I asked. "Yes, I do," he answered with a smile. "It doesn't seem like you do. Your eyes have been on me the whole time," I sai

  • The Lacrosse Player Next Door    At your service

    (Jasmine's POV) I stood inside my room, watching myself from the mirror while I caressed my shoulder with a smile. I've been doing that since I came back from school. Jack sleeping on my shoulder only lasted for a few minutes, but at least we got to spend time together. "I wonder why he smiled when he became convinced that I’m his first kiss? Is he happy to be the first boy that kissed me?" I said to myself and giggled like the fool I've always been for Jack. A knock came on the door and I went to open it and found my dad standing at the door. "Dad," I said and he smiled warmly at me. It’s been two days since I last saw them, after they gave me permission to go to Callista's sleepover party. "How are you doing, honey?" he asked. "I've been good. How has work been?" "Hectic. There were so many patients on our list, and that’s why we couldn’t come home. Sorry about that, dear," he apologized. "It's fine, Dad. I'm already used to you and Mom being absent in my life. B

  • The Lacrosse Player Next Door    Happy smile

    (Jasmine's POV) "Do you need my help with anything?" a female voice broke through my thoughts. "Huh?" I muttered, blinking my eyes, and that's when I realized I was standing in front of the school nurse. How did I get here? I had walked away from Jack because I was mad at him, only to find myself here in the school clinic because I was worried about his busted lip. "Do you need my help with anything?" the school nurse repeated. "I need antiseptic wipes and petroleum jelly," I answered. I was already here, so there was no need to walk away. "May I ask who is it for?" "It's for my friend. She has a small cut and needs it," I faked a smile at her. "That's why I’m here, you know? To treat students when they’re injured," she said, and I secretly frowned at her. I wouldn't want her having her hands all over Jack's lips. Fuck! I'm such a jealous person. "It's fine, I can handle it. A few years from now, I’ll be a doctor, so I want to use this as my training. If it gets difficult

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