The new girl

by Lovedyoufirstx

Jasmine is the new girl, the gang wants her in the group no matter what it takes, specially Logan cause he likes her. But he isn't the only one. Are they going to be together in the end? ( Co-written with AwEsOmEsToRyPeRsOn! )

2. Chapter 2

Jasmine's POV

I walked into the cafeteria and grabbed a tray a food, looking around at the cafeteria for a place to sit. I hate being the new kid. Everyone is usually so judgy, at least everyone at the school's I were at anyway. I tapped the boy's shoulder in front of me. A brunette boy in front of me turned his head
"Hey! You must be the new girl! What's your name? I'm Garrett."
"Jasmine." I smile at him.
"Follow up question, are you good at puzzles?"
"Kind of?"
"Good."
"Hey, so um, what's on the menu?" I asked, politely. He's a little weird, but he's the first person to talk to me today.
"Nothing eatable." Garrett said. He grabbed his food and walked off to his friends table. I just stood their, awkwardly.
Garrett turned around. "Coming?" I nodded and walked towards his table. There was a pretty blonde, a brunette with glasses, and a really cute boy... Jasmine! Snap out of it! He probably has a girlfriend!

"This is Jasmine. Jasmine meet..." Garrett started.
"Lindy."
"Logan."
"Delia."
"Logan."
I giggled when the boy said his name twice. I sat next to Garrett and listened to what they were saying.

Logan's POV

Really Garrett? I wanted to be the one to introduce her. And then she sat next to Garrett? Your supposed to be my t get the girl!
"So, Jasmine, where did you used to live?" I said. I need to talk to her.
"I lived in Manhattan. We moved down here for my dad's company." Jasmine said.
"Manhattan? You lived in Manhattan? Let me see your wardrobe..." Lindy said, and smiled like an idiot.
"Uh, I'm gonna go." Jasmine said. She picked up her food and threw it away, starting toward the door.
"I'll get her." I got up and ran after her.

Jasmine POV

"Jasmine wait!" Logan said. I sighed and turned around.

"Please, Logan, just leave me alone." I said. A tear ran down my face and Logan wiped it away with his thumb.
"Why are you so upset?" Logan asked.
"I just hate it when people use me for my parents."
"I promise you, Lindy isn't like that. She just really likes clothes."
"You think so?"
"I know so."
I smiled as Logan led me back to the table.