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Jazmine's POV

After leaving the cafeteria in the way that I had I really didn't have anywhere in mind to go.

My first thought was to just leave school but that was unreasonable because I still had two more classes to go to and no one, not even Huey Freeman, was going to make me ruin my perfect attendance. My motto is if I can't get honor roll the least I can get is perfect attendance.

My second thought was to just hang out in the bathroom until our lunch period was over but when I walked in there I saw knees and feet. Once I heard the masculine moan I left as quick as possible.

Going back to the cafeteria is not an option. My walk out would be ineffective and not taken seriously. So, I decided to go to the one place that many students have no idea even exists, the library.

I walked down another row of bookcases trying to find a book to read to pass the time. Who knew an hour lunch period could last so long when you weren't actually eating lunch?

I kept mindlessly walking looking briefly at book tiles until I found myself about to fall. I closed my eyes and started to brace myself for the impact. When the impact never came I opened my eyes to be facing a muscular chest which is when I also felt muscular arms around me.

"Hey Jazmine, are you okay?"

I looked up into the eyes of Emmanuel Barnes. My eyes widened.

"Yeah, no, I'm fine. Sorry for falling into you like this," I said standing up straight putting some distance between us. I did not fail to notice that even though I had stepped back he had not let me go.

"There's no need to apologize especially when the outcome is that I have a beautiful girl in my arms," he smiled down at me showing off a deep dimple.

I blushed and looked down at the ground awkwardly to see what had caused me to trip. I stepped out of his arms and put one foot on the stepstool that was used to take books down from high shelves.

"They really should move these things," I said putting my hand on my hip. When I realized I probably looked like I was trying to be a superhero with one foot up and a hand on my hip I stepped off and stood up straight looking down.

I am such a loser.

He chuckled and put his finger under chin to lift my head. His dark brown eyes stared into my emerald green eyes. He smirked down at me.

"Look Jazmine, you're too beautiful to be looking at the ground so, when you're talking to me we need to make eye contact."

I continued staring into his eyes speechlessly. Honestly, if he didn't still have his finger on my chin my mouth would probably be hanging open.

"Ahem," we stepped away from each other to look at our elderly school librarian. She was wearing black orthopedic shoes with a black cardigan and a skirt that looked like she had stolen the pattern from her couch.

"This is place of learning. There will be no getting your 'freak on' in my library. You can either study, get a book, or get out."

"Yes ma'am," We both said simultaneously.

She huffed and continued her patrol looking back at us once. We smiled and waved, she sneered at us and disappeared behind a bookcase.

He turned to me and rolled his eyes, "She's bugging," I giggled, "but, look, I have to be getting to class anyway don't forget our date tonight. I'll get your number from Cin and text you. See you later baby girl."

"Bye," I looked on after him until he walked out the double doors of the library.

"Cindy, it was like something out of a dream. Well, it was until the librarian came along."

Cindy had brought her stuff to my house to get ready and so we could leave together. At this moment, I was sitting at my vanity/desk straightening my hair while she was laying on her stomach on my bed with her feet in the air flipping through a magazine.

"Ugh, the librarian gets on my nerves," she said turning the page, "if she had a cane I would kick it while she was walking."

I laughed at that and she continued, "How do you feel about him calling you baby girl?"

I looked at her in the mirror, "I honestly don't know. I feel like him saying that was meant to make me blush, which it did. But, what am I supposed to call him. Do I give him a pet name too?"

She started laughing, "If he calls you baby girl he probably wants to be called Daddy and you know," she jumped off the bed and started dancing "If you call him daddy, we know he getting in the panties. If you call him daddy we know he getting in the panties," she danced over to me and started twerking "so daddy daddy daddy daddy, ow damn it Jazmine."

I was laughing so hard I had dropped the straightening iron on her foot. I looked at her foot and saw that the protective part had hit her ankle.

"Did it burn you," I asked concern lacing my voice.

"Nah it didn't, I thought it did though. Can you be any more careless?"

"Well if you weren't shaking your BACK in my face. I would have had a better grip."

She whipped her from off her shoulder, "Jazmine do not play yourself okay. I got an ass."

"Yeah, it's just flat."

"Okay you know what. The guy that I call daddy thinks its fat and he told me he had enough to grab onto so there," Cindy folded her arms and smirked at me.

I straightened the last piece and then turned the iron off and started to brush my hair out.

"First of all, ew," she sat back down on the bed listening intently to what I had to say, "second of all, I can't call Emmanuel Daddy because I still call my actual father Daddy. I don't want to have him come over for dinner and ask 'Daddy' to pass the salt and they both reach for it. I don't want to be a damn Instagram meme."

She chuckled and sighed, "You're right. Plus I don't think you should call a guy daddy until he earns it. See my baby Caesar earned that because he be putting it DOWN."

Chirp, Chirp.

Saved by the bell.

"Cin, can you check that for me it might be Emmanuel?"

"Why can't you check it," she pouted at me.

"Because I'm doing my hair and my phone is literally beside you."

"Ugh," she groaned stretching across my bed to look at my phone, "Unless you have him saved in your phone under headache then it's not him."

I rolled my eyes, "No, that's Huey. What does the message say?"

"It says, 'Can you tutor me tomorrow in Calculus for the test on Monday.' Jazmine, when did you start tutoring Huey and does it have anything to do with why you stormed off at lunch today."

"I started tutoring him yesterday and everything was going fine until he was leaving and ran into my dad," I scratched my head then patted down the place I had scratched, "Things got really tense and I mean he was an asshole today at lunch he didn't have to treat me like that."

"Well you know Huey has always been kind of dense when it comes to emotions and feelings, basically the things that separate humans from robots. So, maybe he just didn't realize what he was saying would bother you."

"Yeah, well, it doesn't change the fact that he's an asshole." I grabbed my phone from her and texted him back saying sure. I was about to throw my phone towards my pillows when it chirped again.

Wow he texts back fast.

"Who's it from," Cindy asked. I looked at my phone and saw an unknown number. I shrugged and unlocked my phone.

'Hey baby girl. Cin, says she's going to bring you otherwise I would be picking you up *winking emoji* I'll see you at the party I want the first and last dance.

I tossed my phone at Cindy so she could see and put my head into my hands.

Will I never know what to say to him?

"Ooo girl I think he really likes you. I just sent him see you there because you looked stressed and we need to get you dressed," she paused and smiled to herself, "I think Ceez has been rubbing off on me."

"Can we just get ready before you get lost in La La land."

"Yes, let's start with your makeup.

I gulped visibly. Cindy sucked at makeup.

Well what can I say. I had a bio exam Monday and I still have a paper due but the reviews kept me motivated to write . Um, if you notice any issues please let me know. I think once I get to chapter ten I am going to edit and then continue.

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