Chapter 8

                                    

                                          
(Jazmine Pov)
                          
I can't do this. I just can't. I headed towards the front doors of the school and stood on the steps. I took a deep breath and started walking. I walked around the building, trying to clear my mind. Joe is so sweet, but I can't let anybody in anymore. Not again....
                          
(Flashback)
                          
"Hey. This seat taken?" He asked. He has short dark brown hair and dark brown eyes you could get lost in. I shook myself out of my thoughts.
                          
"Uhm, no, it's not." I smiled as he sat by me. My flowery dress draped over my tan legs. I slipped off my small jacket and hung it on the chair. Boy am I glad I got dressed up today. He was very attractive. Throughout the class, we kept catching glances at each other. Finally, the bell rang. I slipped my books back into my bag and slipped my jacket back on. I stood as he did. My foot got caught in my chair, causing me to fall. He quickly caught me, keeping me from hitting the desk or chair. I looked into his eyes and smiled.
                          
"Thank you so much. I could've gotten hurt."
                          
"Anything for a beautiful lady." He said, standing me back up. "So, whom do I owe the pleasure of catching?"
                          
"I'm Jazmine. And whom do I owe my gratitude of savior?"
                          
"Diego." He smiled, holding his hand out for me to shake. I took it and smiled.

                          
(End Flashback)
                          
That's how it all started...
                          
(Flashback, Four Months Later)
                          
Diego and I have been dating for about a month now. He's always so sweet to me.
                          
"Hey darling." He cooed into my ear as he kissed me on the cheek. Tomorrow was Valentine's Day, along with the Sadie Hawkins dance. I couldn't wait. 
                          
"Hey sweetie. How's it going?" I asked, smiling at his cheerful look. 
                          
"Just so excited for the dance. Gonna be able to dance with my beautiful girl."
                          
"You're so sweet!" I giggled, scooting closer to him and laying my head on his shoulder. He placed his hand on my knee, giving me chills.
                          
(Skip to dance)
                          
"Wow!" I chirped. "The gym looks beautiful!"
                          
"Not as beautiful as you." Diego hummed into my ear as he hugged me from behind. We went out onto the dance floor and danced for a while before going to a table and sitting down.
                          
"I'll grab us some punch." He said, kissing my cheek and getting up. I smiled and pulled out my phone. I took a few photos of the gym and of myself.
                          
"Jazzy.!?" Called my friend, Leslie. I spun around to see her, so I hopped off my chair and gave her a hug.
                          
"Look. I hate to do this to you, but do you know where Diego is?" She asked. I felt a tough spot in my chest, but nodded.
                          
"He's getting us punch."
                          
"Oh, he's getting punched alright." she growled.
                          
"What do you mean?"
                          
"Follow me.." she mumbled, grabbing my hand and pulling me away from the table. She lead me to a secluded spot; behind the bleachers. Back there. I saw two figures pressed close together. Leslie pulled out her phone and turned on the flashlight and pointed it at the two. It was Diego and some other girl. They were in an intense makeout session, the girls dress being lightly pulled up. I screamed in shock. They jumped apart, looking at me.
                          
"Jaz..! It's not what you think.!" he said, coming up to me. I broke down and ran. I ran out of the gym and into the streets. A loud honk echoed through the night as I heard Leslie and Diego scream. The car collided with me, knocking me to the cold asphalt. I was barely awake, staring at the moon. The last thing I saw was Leslie's face hanging over mine.
                          
"You'll be okay, Jaz! I Promise!" she cried. "CALL 911! SOMEONE HURRY!"
                          
(End Flashback)
                          
I rested my hand on my stomach, feeling the scar through my shirt. I took one last deep breath before heading back into the school. I headed to a water fountain and got a drink of water. The bell rang, signaling that it was time for the next class. I headed to my locker and opened it. I pulled out my bag and looked at my schedule. Time for algebra 2. I may love math, but I'm not feeling it today. As I headed towards my class, I saw Colby walk in. I stopped in my tracks and stared at the door. When the final bell rang, it shook me out of my thoughts and I headed for the door. I walked in and looked at the teacher. She smiled at me and waved me over.
                          
"Hi! You must be Jazmine. Welcome to Algebra 2! Would you like to introduce yourself to the class?"
                          
"Not really... Where should I sit..?"
                          
"Oh. Okay. You can sit wherever you would like."
                          
I nodded and headed towards the back of the class and sat far away from everyone. Colby looked at me and smirked before turning and facing the front of the class. I just sulked into my seat and pulled out my notebook. I flipped to a random page and started doodling. After some time, I looked down at what I was drawing. It was Diego's face. I squeaked and shoved my notebook onto the floor. Everyone turned to look at me. I looked around frantically before slowly getting up and getting my notebook. I sat back down and everyone turned back to the front of the class and the lesson continued. I looked back down at my drawing, feeling a sharp pain in my chest.