Chapter 4:
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Jaz's P.O.V.
The next day, I went to school and was met with the lovley face of Paul. He was so nice and warm. I loved being near him. I had every class with him, except the last period. I walked to Science class in sadness. I hated sience because of one girl. Brittney. The most popular girl in school. She would always make fun of me. It was getting sad. I walked into class and sat at my desk. The next thing I knew, there was a pacet slammed on my desk. I looked up to see brittney smiling. "Open it. I want to see your face when you cry." she said. I sighed and opened up the package. Inside was a piece of paper with a photo of me on it. In red handwriting, there was that horrible phrase. "Jaz has no Jazz." it said. I felt the tears rolling up. "You really are fat and ugly, you have no Jazz, jaz." said Brittney. I felt the tears roll down my cheeks. "Here," she said throwing another packet in front of me. "Do us all a favor and go away to this boarding school." she said and walked away. I ran out of the class, not caring if I missed a class and headed home. I rushed up to my room and shut the door. I didn't want to eat or sleep. Maybe she was right. Maybe I should go? "No, you shouldn't go." said my mind reading brother. He opened the door and smiled. "I know what happened." he said. "I can't take it anymore." I said. Edward sighed. "Do you really want to go?" he asked. I sighed. Edward rolled his eyes, cause he already knew the answer. "I tell Carlisle and Esme." he said. I smiled. "Thanks Edward." I said. That night I left for boarding school. I didn't care about leaving Paul, I just had to go. I had written him a letter and mailed it. That would explain everything.
Paul's P.O.V.
I could not believe that she left me. She wrote me a letter and mailed it to me. This was going to be torture. How was I going to live without her. She was my second half, and it was all Brittney's fault. I was so angry. I read the letter again.
Dear Paul,
If you're reading this, then I'm gone. I'm sorry that I could not say goodbye in person. I had to go away for a year. I just can't stand being made fun of. I decided to go to a special boarding school, for people like me. It's a one year program, so I'll be back for Senior year. Please don't be mad, I need to do this for me. I hope you understand.
Jazmine
I sighed. I had to accept that she was gone and coming back next year. This is what she needed. I loved her, and that's all that mattered. I had to do whatever it took to help her, and if this was it, then so be it. I went for a walk to cool down. It was going to be a long year.
