I stared at my stomach.
"What are you doing?" Jasmine asked me. Her eyes glued to me like I was growing a second head. Maybe I was. But I kept staring at my stomach. At some point I started to poke it with my finger. "What the hell are you doing Ryder!"
"I don"t get it!" I muttered with a low voice, talking to myself.
"What? What you don"t get?" Jasmine shouted. I looked at her with confused eyes, and to make her more annoyed that she already was, I smiled at her sweetly.
"Nothing." As I said that, she groaned loudly waving her arms in the air. "You will be the reason of my going in an asylum." Jasmine shouted getting out of my room. I just stared at the way she walked, and after a few seconds of confusion, I laughed.
Probably looking like a crazy freaking weirdo as I was laughing my
