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.
