Silent love

Jasmine’s POV: Have you ever experienced that one moment in life that chages everyting? Changes everyting you believed? I’ve heard of it, I’ve seen it. But I never thought it would happen to me. Yet, here I am standing like a complete fool in front of my entire school, all eyes on me, frozen in time, with absolutley NO CLUE what to do. «I love you» Okayokay we can’t begin here, I’ll take you to the start. Hi, I’m Jasmine Taylor, 17 years old. Extremely shy. I’m a junior at East High School in Denver. I’m 5 feet 6 inches tall, fair skin, big green eyes, my hair is straight and brown, and goes to my mid-back. I have some freckles and two small dimples on my cheecks. I’m pretty small for my age, people always assume I’m younger than I am. Now onto my family. We’re a family of four. It’s my dad Jasper, my mom Lillian and my little sister Lilly. My dad is a college teacher and my mom is a chef. They met in high school and have been together since. They are totally high school sweethearts. My little sister Lilly is 10, and a total cutiepie. We live in Denver in a ordinary two stories high white house, we live in a friendly neighborhood, with a small front yard with a white picket fence, and a slightly bigger back yard. But enough with the boring details. I’m Jasmine Taylor and this is my story. 6 months earlier… «Jasmine! Wake up or you’ll be late for school!» And just as the ringing voice of my mom reaches my ears, summer break is officially over. Three months of no school, no drama, no mean girls that try to ruin my life. Just Three months of freedom, just me, my friends and no… «Jasmine! Come on or you’ll be late!» Yep, we’re officially back to hell. I reach for my phone that’s on the nightstand and check the time. 07:00 am. s**t! Only 30 minutes till first period. I stumble out of bed and race to my ensuite bathroom to take a quick shower, brush my teeth and make my hair before I rush to my closet to pick and outfit. I go with a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a simple long sleeved white shirt that I tuck into my jeans. I take a quick peak in the mirror before rushing down the stairs to make breakfast. As I enter the kitchen I see my dad at the kitchen table reading the newspaper and sipping on a cup of coffe, as my mom makes breakfast. I walk to the cabinet where we keep the cereal and make myself a bowl before i join my little sister for breakfast at the kitchen island. «So you finally made it out of bed I see» my mom laughed as she flipped a pancake. «I’m not that late, and you know It’s always hard to get out of bed on the first day of school» I reply with my mouth full of cereal. Mom just rolls her eyes and giggles at me as she get’s back to cooking. «I was up an hour ago» Lilly brags as she flashes me her dorkiest smile. She is a total sweetheart, but a complete pain in my ass. «Good job Lilly!» my dad compliments her. Yeah by all means dad keep boosting her already huge ego. My parents are totally spoiling Lilly. I mean i get it, she’s the youngest, she’s adorable, she’s got thoes big green doe eyes that makes you melt and give in to anything. She looks all cute and innocent, but I promise you, she is a sly little thing, she know’s all the right buttons to push to get her way. And my parents fall for it eveytime. I feel for everyone that’s got younger siblings and never get their ways. I know how you feel. But for most of the time we love’em «You’re still young Lilly, when you get old like me, you’re gonna wanna stay in bed longer too» I say while sticking out my tongue, making a mocking face. She starts laughing wholeheartedly, I’m telling you, she’s got the cutest laugh that just makes you wanna join in. «Okay silly girls, isn’t it time to go?» my mom giggles. What’s the time? I check my phone. s**t! 07:10. I’ve got 20 minutes. I quickly tell my family goodbye, grab a spoonful og cereal into my mouth and rush out to my car. I got my driver’s license at 17. And just to my luck, grandpa and grandma was getting a new car. So they gave me their old one as a birthday gift. It’s a white Toyota Corolla (E170). I jumped into my car, played one of my favorite songs and got on my way to school. Luckily for me I only live like 15 minutes from school, so I arrived just in time. I found parkingspot and locked up my car before walking towards the entrance. As I walk towards the entrance I just wished I could start summer break all over again. Don’t get me wrong I don’t HATE school, but let’s just say it’s not my happy place either. I like seeing my friends eveyday, I enjoy occasionally stealing glanzes at my crush. Oh yeah I forgot to mention that. I have a slight crush on the captain of the football team, yeah yeah I know, totally out of my league. But it doesn’t hurt to look. He’s totally gorgeous. He’s 5 feet 10 inches tall, short dark blonde hair, beautiful crystal blue eyes, and a smile to die for. His body is muscular but not too muscular. He’s pretty perfect. And to eveyones astonishment, single! As I walk and daydream towards the entrance, I’m being abruptly awoken just as I’m planning our wedding by the sound of nails against chalkboard. «Hi Jessica! I didn’t think it was humaly possible for you to get any uglier, but as it turns out, I was wrong» nails against chalkboard, nails against chalkboard. Well it wasn’t the actual sound of nails against chalkboard, but I’m pretty sure you get my drift. As I turn around I see the main reason for my missery in this school leaning against a ridiculously looking pink car laughing her guts out. Yep there she is. Olivia Sinclair. The mean girl. She’s incredibly pretty (with an overdose of makeup), long light blond hair, light blue eyes, the kind of body you see in magazines and movies. She runs the school, she’s popular, girl’s wanna be her, guys wanna date her. And yeah she totally hates my guts and everthing that dare get close to me. She get’s away with EVERYTHING she does because her dad basically owns the school, he’s a big important buisnessman and gives A LOT of money to the school, so she get’s away with being a total b***h to me. Her mom is a model, but I guess you already figured. And like every mean girl this one’s of course got her minions, cliche I know. Anyway so there she stands against her bubblegum car, laughing her hyiena laugh with her two minions by her sides. First there’s Aria Wilson, or the parrot, as I like to call her. She’s basically Olivia’s shaddow. She’s got brown shoulder lenght hair, dark blue eyes and the same body type as Olivia. But of course Olivia never let her show that. Then there’s Erica Thompson, she’s… how do I put it as nicely as possible… she’s completley brainless. She’s also attatched to Olivia’s hip. She’s got medium blond collar bone lenght hair, hazel eyes and a little smaller frame than Olivia and Aria, but just as pretty. Erica is pretty harmless, she’s never done anything physical to hurt me unlike her mean sisters. So here I am. In my daily morning rutine. And just as my shy and slow brain tries to figure out a smart response, a familiar voice comes to my rescue. «Why don’t you just crawl back into the makeup bag you came from and stop spreading your cheap perfume on us?» As i turn around I see the face of my savior. My best friend Sophie Baker, and right behind her I see my other best friend Ella Smith trying to follow Sophie in her fast steps. Sophie is kind of my big sister, we’re of the same age, but she’s always there to my rescue. She’s a badass. Standing tall, only a few inches higher than me, long black hair, and dark brown almost black eyes. She’s just as pretty as Olivia and her minions, just a million times nicer. And right on her tail you have Ella, she’s extremly smart, a little shy like me. She’s got shoulder lenght dark blonde hair, brown eyes and is a petite, beautiful girl. But yeah back to the story. «And by the way, her name is Jasmine, not Jessica, but I’m sure you already knew that» Spohie fired again. Olivia just stand there and glare daggers at Sophie, she’s not used to people talking back to her. She scoffs and walk away with her minions. No one other than Sophie speaks like that to Olivia, she’s the only one that dares. «Hi babes» she smiles at me and gives me a hug before she continues «how are you?». I just smile at her and try to cover up the fact that what she said actually got to me «I’m fine. It’s whatever». She gives me a look that say «I don’t believe you, but I won’t push». I give her a greatfull smile and say «Let’s just get inside and get this day over with please». They both nod and we start walking towards the entrance together. Yep, we’re officially back to hell…