Hey everybody, Echobaby123 is back! With my second fanfic, which i have been wanting to do for ages. I know people, its another cliche highschool story, but its different i swear! I've also put a lot of thought into the plot and everything, because i didn't do that with charms XD which is another dq fanfic of mine, that is about to come to an end! so if you want to check that one out too, then go ahead. Any reviews would be completley an absolutley amazing, and will benefit my writing soooo much! Also, i tend to write more if i get reviews ;) but anyway, hope you guys like this chapter, i myself am quite impressed by it ( thats like someone laughing at their own joke) XD Now, onto the story...
Jasmine looked around the park. It was almost empty except for a toddler that was playing on a yellow plastic slide. She watched him glide down squealing, landing in the grip of his mother's arms, on the far side of the area. She swung her legs idly, digging her toes into the brown sand. Her curly black hair fell into her eyes and she brushed the strands back with her hand, readjusting the sparkly green clip. She sighed. Jasmine couldn't believe she was really gone. She envied the little boy that was now plodding round to the back of the slide, eager for another turn, his mother watching him with smiling eyes. It wasn't fair. She was only six, barely seven. She grasped the metal chains, twisting them in her hands. Why did she have to leave us?
Jasmine was interrupted in her thinking by the sight of a small boy, about her age, walking across the street towards the play area. Her daring green eyes watched with curiosity as he picked up a stick, and began swinging it around like a sword. She tossed her head to the side and huffed. Boys, all they cared about was fighting. Yet, there was something in his determined blue eyes that she liked about him. How he concentrated so hard at jumping around, slashing his stick at the air, like it wasn't just a game.
She looked down at her scarred knees; a recent scratch was still bright red, from when her leg got caught on a spiky branch when she was climbing. He eyes fell on the object in her hands. It was a small wooden bird, carved from green-washed oak. The bird was a raven, with a jewelled eye and it was her mother's.
Nostalgia washed over her and she held back a sob.
"What's that?"
Jasmine looked up to find the boy with the stick standing in front of her, his black messy hair sticking up in different directions. His eyes were wide and he was staring at the little wooden figure in her lap. She quickly clasped it in her hands and pulled it close to her body.
"It's nothing. Go away." She said bluntly, staring icily at the boy.
His expression dropped, "What's the matter?" he asked.
Jasmine crossed her arms and looked away, "I don't want to talk about it." She just wanted him to leave her. Why wouldn't he do that?
"Why? Did something bad happe-,"
"I SAID, I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT!"
Jasmine stood up from the swing, it rattled behind her, the metal chains clinking.
The boy stumbled back with shock. Then he steadied himself and glared at her.
"Girls are so weird," the boy said and walked off.
Jasmine let out a breath and slid to the ground. Her eyes began to water-up, but she blinked rapidly till the tears disappeared. She did not cry. Why did that boy have to bother her? Why did he care? And why did he think she'd share something like that to him? These questions made her blood boil
"Lief!" someone yelled, "we're going now!"
Jasmine turned her head to see the boy hurry across the bark-covered floor over to a brown-haired woman with a big smile. She took his hand and they walked back across the street.
Huh, Jasmine thought, Lief. She hit the ground with her closed fist.
I hate him.
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"That one!" she squealed. Her mum picked her up underneath her arms and raised her so she could grab the cereal box on the highest shelf.
"Got it?" he mother laughed and Jasmine grinned, nodding her head enthusiastically. Her mum put her down. Jasmine hugged the box, her little arms wrapped around the lucky charms box. Her mum ruffled her hair and she scrunched her face up at her, frowning. She did this for as long as possible, which wasn't very long, and then broke into a fit of giggles. She loved grocery shopping with her mum. It was one of the best memories she had of her…
Let's just say, that shopping wasn't like it used to be. Jasmine looked across the aisles. Everyone looked grumpy, as if they didn't want to be here, which was most likely the case. She huffed and stalked down the aisle, avoiding annoyed house-wives with filled to the brim shopping trolleys and trendy young adults, carrying grocery baskets in their hands. She side-stepped as one of the workers pushed a cart of cans ready to be stacked, straight down the middle of the aisle. Everything was so gloomy and the people here were just trying to get their shopping done as fast as possible. Grocery shops were now officially the definition of depressing for Jasmine.
Her dad had just sent her to pick a cereal for breakfast as when it came to food, Jasmine was admittedly, very picky. She found the breakfast aisle, and walked over to the other side, where on each wall towered thousands of different cereal boxes. She looked for the red swirly box with big yellow letters, the funny elf man coming out of the big pot, wearing green clothes and a hat. She found it, but there was only one, sitting alone on the middle shelf. She fast-walked towards it, reaching her hands out to grab it off the shelf. Yes! Jasmine grasped the last Lucky Charms box with her hand,
just as someone else's did.
She looked up and narrowed her eyes.
"You!"
Lief frowned, his eyebrows scrunching up, he tugged the box slightly towards him, "I got her first! It's mine."
Jasmine gripped the box tighter, and pulled towards her, harsher then he had, "No, I got here first, Let. Go."
"No!" He shouted angrily. The other two people in the aisle looked up from what they were doing, peering at the two small children.
"It's just cereal!" Jasmine argued.
"Then let go!" he replied.
"NEVER!" She shouted stubbornly.
They began pulling at the box, Lief's hands clasped around one side, and Jasmine's on the other.
"You're so weird!" She shouted.
"IM WEIRD?" He glared back, not losing his grip for a second. They began yelling at each other nonstop, getting louder and louder, both still tugging at the cereal. Their faces were red from screaming and Jasmine was trying not to collapse.
"JUST GIVE ME THE CEREAL!"
"NO, GIVE ME THE CEREAL"
"DAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDDD!"
There was a sudden rip as the box sprayed open, marshmallows flying everywhere and the two were thrown back, tumbling to the ground.
Two men came round the corner, breathing sharply. They glared down at their two children who were on the ground now, covered in bits of rainbow coloured 'o's. Jasmine shrunk and lowered her head. She removed a yellow star-shaped marshmallow from her hair and looked at her daddy's face. His eyes were bloodshot and there were dark circles under his eyes. Although he acted fine, Jasmine knew her dad hadn't slept last night. He barely did, after what happened to mum.
"WHAT, do you think you're doing," Lief's father yelled, picking the boy up by his shoulders.
"JASMINE!" Her own dad shouted, looking more disappointed than angry, which she wished wasn't the case. She didn't like to show weakness, ever. So when he looked into her eyes, with that why-are-you-doing-this? Kind of expression, she didn't really know how to react. She stood up, and dusted herself off. The she pointed towards Lief, "It's all his fault!"
Lief gaped at her, his mouth, almost touching the ground, "w-wa what? ME!" He turned, he had his hand on his chest, then he moved it so he was pointing at her face, "YOU started all of this!"
Jamsine pushed him slightly backwards, "What are you talking about! Look what you've done." She gestured at the mess that was spread across the floor.
He was about to retaliate when his father cut in, "RIGHT! That's enough, Lief, pick it all up, I don't want to hear another word out of you." Lief began to protest but his father raised his hand. Lief sighed, dropped to his knees and began pushing the bits of cereal into a pile.
Jasmine watched smugly for a while until her dad pushed her forward and said, "You too. Don't think you're getting out of this one easily."
Jasmine glared at Lief who returned the gesture and then began collecting the cereal that had skidded underneath the shelves.
arggghh, jasmine thought, I hate him so much! Gahh, he's so annoying, what's he doing here anyway! I mean, obviously he's her shopping with his dad but, argh!
She looked up to see him bent over his pile of cereal bits, placing them in a plastic shopping bag. He grinned; he thought he was nearly done tidying up. She'll change that, Jasmine thought. She shaped her mouth in an 'o' and blew at the pile. The cereal dispersed, spreading out all over again. He just gaped at her again, "hey!"
The dads were too busy splitting the money for the cereal box to notice. It was Jasmine's turn to grin, but her smile almost faltered. She could see it in his face.
This meant war.
hey, hey, what did ya think? by the way, i didn't put this in, but in the second part, its been about 3 weeks. So yeah...
stay tuned to see what happens next, and thanks so much to anyone who reads this (:
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