Chapter 10 (Jasmine)

The exam has been quite the experience for me. Normally I wouldn't get worked up during exams but this one had me so nervous because it's my last exam in highschool and I desperately need to pass to be able to get into a good university.

Luckily for me I had Jared and Priscilla to calm me down. They've been a really big help to me I don't know how to thank them enough. Jared still goes somewhere so after the first paper so I just learn with Priscilla after all the boy's gotta live his life right? He can't always be tied to me.

Today is the last day of exam then I can say that I'm officially done with highschool but we'll still come to school next week because of the school trip and prom and finally graduation and other stuff that the teachers have planned.

All the preparation and celebration is making me excited but also scared what if something happens to me during one of them. "Hey Jasmine I think we should get going", Priscilla tapped me on my shoulder before packing up her books. Oh shoot I used all the time I had to revise in thinking.

Hopefully I won't fail or anything. We walk hand in hand and separate at our lockers where we drop off our bags. We then headed to the exam hall with everyone else and then to our seats. After being seated for a while Jared walks in but I don't see him because my head is on the table. He walked closer to me and I lifted my head thinking it was a teacher.

"Are you fine?" he whispered and I gave a thumbs up. He nodded, patted my head and went off to his seat quickly before anyone could notice. No sooner was he seated than the exam started.

The teachers kept barking out instructions which has been the routine since Monday. I wrote as quick as I could so that time won't beat me. I didn't want to worry about the exam after so I'd not be able to enjoy my completion so I put my all into writing and in about an hour and half I was done with fifteen minutes to go. Great.

I quickly went through my work and when we were asked to stop writing I closed the booklet and sighed. I'm done with highschool and all that has to do with it but I can't jubilate yet since I have one more week to attend.

I walked out of the hall with the other students and headed to my locker to take my bag. I didn't want to go home immediately so I texted my mom and she said it was okay as long as I came with Jared. Just then someone hugged me from behind. I stiffened at first but then I realized that it was just Jared and I calmed down.

He lifted me up from the waist and spun me around and I screamed out surprise, "What are you doing? Please put me down I'm scared of heights" I said and he did when he realized I was panicking. It took a while to find my footing because I was so dizzy.

I turned around to face him after I got over my dizziness to see him smiling widely. "What has gotten into you?" I asked and his smile got wider, "Are you not happy to be done with highschool cause I am" I just laughed and pulled away from him so I could close my locker but he beat me it and held me again. "So Princess, what should we do to celebrate. Don't tell me you were planning on going home"

"Actually I was not" I pulled my tongue out at him, " I wanted to go to the art room for a while" he immediately lifted his head which was on my shoulder to look at me properly, "I didn't know you can draw?" he questioned, "That's because I can't I just want to see what the art students have made for the exam" he nodded and placed his head back on my shoulder.

"At least it's better than going home" he made it sound so horrible which I found funny. Who wouldn't want to go home where there is food you don't have to pay for and a television.

I got to the art room just in time to see the art projects on display. I always wonder how people my age are so creative when I see stuff like this. Some of the paintings had simple meanings while some were so deep I stopped thinking at a point.

Jared just followed quietly behind me I guess he was appreciating the paintings too. We finished with the project works and went to look at the other ones that had been done previously. I had one that I really liked it was of a woman in dirty clothes holding the hands of two children.

One was dressed as a chef and the other was an architect. I really liked it hoped to get it one day but Miss Gretel said only the original artist could give it to me and she was done with highschool like two years ago.

I moved away from Jared who was looking at someone's sketch to look at more paintings when someone tapped me. I turned to meet one of the last people I wanted to see. Miranda, yes that's right Miranda stood in front of me in the flesh.

It's not like I haven't been seeing her around school or anything. I just never expected her to gather the courage to face me after what she did. I was so angry it overrode any signs of nervousness or fear. "Hey" she said timidly after standing there for an eternity.

I held in the urge to roll my eyes at her sorry act. "What do you want?" I spat back. Normally I'm not like this in fact I have never been like this but the fact that I almost got raped all because of her just riles me up. She looked up at me, "I..I know th..that you're still m..mm..mad at me for e..everything" she stuttered and I rolled my eyes for real this time. "What gave you that idea?" I asked my voice dripping with sarcasm.

"I can see that you don't want me here but could you please listen to what I have to say" " And what if I don't want to hear it huh? Do you know what you did to me? I'm a mess because I trusted my bestfriend and now you want me to listen to you? I'm sorry but I don't want to hear it".

I didn't realize it but tears had already started running down my face. " Just leave me alone" I told her and Jared came up behind me and asked her to leave.

" Just know that I never meant for this to happen" she said and walked away. She definitely had some nerve to say that after leaving me unconscious with a guy who always wanted to get with me in the first place.

I turned around so I could hug Jared more." Why I'm I so weak. I couldn't even talk to her properly and she's at fault" I cried into his shirt and I didn't care if anyone saw us. "Don't say that Jasmine. You're not weak" he whispered close to my ear so I could hear.

He kept whispering soothing words until I calmed down. "I think we should get ice cream" he suggested as we walked out of the almost empty school building, "to celebrate our end of exams". I nodded at the idea and he led us in the direction of the ice cream shop. I don't know what I would do without him sometimes.