Chapter 3

*Lindy's POV*

I walked into the courtyard after I finished my classes. It was a nice courtyard and It had flowers and cobblestone paths everywhere. It also had a big water fountain in the middle that shot the water in gush that looked like something you could ride on. It was utterly amazing like a garden you would see in a fantasical movie or something. Then I saw Jasmine and Logan walk in holding hands. I ran over, but I think I did so abruptly because the look on Jasmine's face when I ran toward her looked like I was a bull charging at her.

"Lindy!" she said, gasping. "You scared me half to death!"

"Sorry!" I panted. "I was happy to see you guys!"

"What happened?" Logan asked. "You seem awfully relieved."

"I am," I told them. "I ran into Sherri in my first class. Turns out we're in the same English class."

"Well what do think of that?" Jasmine asked me, knowing the answer.

"Oh, it's just great!" I said, sarcastically. Jasmine laughed. "Oh and she now knows my nickname from third grade."

"You mean Little Lindy Bunchy Booty?" Logan asked, a little too loudly.

"Logan!" I scolded him. "I don't need half the school to know it too!"

"Sorry!" he said, putting his hand up in innocence. Jasmine kissed him. I scowled. Garrett walked in.

"Hey guys!" he said, quickening his pace. I gave him a quick kiss just as Jasmine had done to Logan. I could see Garrett blush, he quickly glanced around to see if anyone had seen it. But no one had.

*Jasmine's POV*

After our visit to the courtyard, Lindy and I went to our dorm. That night we were talking about back in high school at DITKA.

"I hope Garrett gets into football again," Lindy said.

"Why So he doesn't lose his six-pack?" I asked her, smirking.

"Oh, shut up Jaz!" Lindy exclaimed.

"Why then?" I asked.

"Because he really seemed to like it, especially after Delia helped him become a better kicker." she explained.

"Why is it that we always end up talking about your boyfriend?" I asked, a little jealous. "I mean, this is like a sleepover every night, we have plenty of time to talk about both of our boyfriends!"

"Yeah," she started. "But why would I want to hear about how hot my twin brother is?"

"Youv'e got a point there. But what makes you think I want to hear about Garrett all the time, being one of my best friends, I really don't need to know how well he kisses," I explained.

"Ok," Lindy started. "How about we only talk about our boyfriends like we normally would if we weren't dating them?"

"Sounds good to me!" I agreed, and we went to bed.