Jasmine POV
"Where have you been?" Mom asks, rushing out from the small kitchen.
Here we go! Better have a good explanation.
My subconscious mind advises as though she and I aren't on the same team.
"I just had to see a friend." I stuttered nervously.
I know she is finding all this new version of me strange, given some weeks ago, I would choose my home over anything else.
"Look at the clock, jazzy." She ordered, pointing over to it, but I dropped my eyes down to the carpet instead. "What is happening? This is not my daughter that I know. You don't stay out late at night. What is happening?" She quietly asked again. Her voice was feeble, filled with fear.
I couldn't find a better answer to her question, so my body numb began agitating in my stance.
Voice quavering, I lied, "Nothi
