Chapter Seventeen- Definitely Not lovers

*Third person perspective*

"He still is not picking up?" the now pink haired girl asks her tall and handsome best friend.

"Nope. Jasmine too. Her?"

"Nope. I wonder why they aren't responding. We sent them our boarding and landing times. How are we supposed to reach Jasmine's house now?"

"That's it! How did I forget? Jasmine sent me her address when she first moved in. Let me check our chats and then we can take a taxi. Maybe they are busy with a family thing"

Penelope could not help but notice the uncomfortable sharp feeling in her chest.

Was it jealousy?

Why would she be jealous?

Was it because Jeremiah was closer to Jasmine than he was to her?

Or perhaps it was because she desperately wished he had paid as much attention to her.

No, these thoughts are silly.

Jasmine was her best friend and Jeremiah is their best friend, it's normal for them to be this close.