Jasmine's thoughts
"Talking"
#Jasmine's written reply#

Six months earlier.

I was walking down the hall of Susan's house as she asked me to spend the night, as I was walking I heard Susan and Peter arguing from Peter's room. Trying not to be seen I quickly got to the edge of the door and heard something I wished never to hear.
"Peter, why won't you just listen to reason and give her a chance."
"Because Susan why would I want to date someone who can't talk, I would at least like to hold a intellectual conversation with the person I'm dating, not just see her nod."
"But Peter she likes you a lot and if you just try, and she is intelligent you just choose to ignore it."
"Susan I told you NO. I'm not going to date her she is like a doll, just looks at you and it looks like she's confused, and I don't want to have to constantly have to read her reply, why do you think I keep away from her. She should go find someone else to like and leave me alone, I don't like her and I never will, so please go and tell her that."
"PETER PENSIVE! YOU ARE THE MOST EGOTISTIC PERSON I HAVE EVER MET, NOT GOING TO GIVE SOMEONE A CHANCE JSUT BECAUSE SHE CAN'T TALK."After I heard Susan yell, I left, silently crying to myself.
Stupid me, to think that the boy that I like would like me, after all he is right, I can't talk and if we ever had a conversation he would always have to read my reply. I then decided that I would forget about Peter like he wishes, in fact I will forget about any guy I like for if Peter is this shallow then maybe other guys will be too.
Peter was so nice and to think he was a shallow bastard this whole time after I finished that thought Susan had entered the room and saw the tear stains on my face.
"Oh Jasmine, you heard that, I'm so sorry I just thought if I told him, he might return your feelings, I mean I just wanted you to be happy and it turns out he won't like you because you can't talk." As Susan was going on I was writing my reply down for her.
#Susan, it's ok. I've decided to give up on peter for he is a shallow bastard and I should just forget about him. # As Susan read my reply; she looked up smiled at me and just nodded. We decided that what had happened tonight would never be mentioned again. That night was the night I never gave peter any of my attention again.