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[indent][color=76ff7a]"Life’s been fantastic!”[/color] Chrissie sarcastically chirped, letting her camera drop back down and hang on its strap. [color=76ff7a]"I had a [i]chill[/i] break. Nothing too eventful. Caught up on my shows, wrote my agenda for the next year or so, got some cardio in. You know how it is!”[/color] Adorably, she shrugged her shoulders, keeping that gleaming smile on her face. 

With the sound of two kids kissing from behind her, she took a couple steps forward to be beside him, her dear friend, in the hall and then turned on her heel to face the same direction as him. Then, with her right hand, she gestured toward their peers, all walking through the halls getting to class, or not. [color=76ff7a]"What do you see, Tavy? Anything new in the air? Anything different?”[/color]

[color=C3C3C3]“Well… If I didn’t know any better, I’d say that I feel a [i]whole lot[/i] of love in the air. A lot of tension seems to be coming from the east. Typical senioritis is coming from the west.”[/color] He halfway smiled at his lame joke. [color=C3C3C3]“But nah. I’ve not really talked to that many people since I’ve gotten here this morning. In fact - you’re the first. So sadly, princess, I have no gossip for you. Sorry.”[/color] 

Actually, he hit her point on the goddamn nail. Love was indeed in the air. Too much of it honestly. Stella was fawning over [i]Carter[/i]. Ariana was thirsting for [i]Mr. Russo[/i]. Probably even wanted to have his babies by now. Santiago was turning over a new leaf for his baby’s mama, [i]April[/i], and his little girl. It was a goddamn epidemic that would all end the same way. Heartbreak. At least, that was the cynic in her talking. She, however, would not admit what she was getting at, accepting his response with a chuckle. [color=76ff7a]"Omigod, I’m so honored to be your first.”[/color] 

A small laugh at her joke as he continued upon their nearly aimless path, Jasper couldn’t help but think of how bland his break had to be compared to the other people at Kings. He didn’t have a love for all things glamorous, but maybe he should have tried to do something. But hey. Maybe taking this time to recharge was exactly what he needed. 

[color=c3c3c3]"What about you, doll? Heard anything exciting?”[/color] 

She [i]wished[/i]. [color=76ff7a]"Nothing the whole King's populace doesn’t already know. [i]Honestly[/i]—”[/color] With a resting bitchface, Chrissie looked at those walking past them, literally finding one thing or another to judge them about. [i]That[/i] hat didn’t go well with her dress. [i]That[/i] guy didn’t know how to shave. [i]That[/i] teacher could fuck off. How long would she be in [i]this mood[/i]? Her whole school was annoying her for just existing.  [color=76ff7a]"—If I don’t find anyone worth taking to Prom, I’ll probably ask you out. How’s that sound, bud?”[/color] Jasper didn’t look like one that fancied that kind of scene, but as a person that thought ahead, if he didn’t have anyone, and if she didn’t have anyone, he might as well escort her. It was the most logical idea, since most guys didn’t deserve her, and she honestly didn’t know who she’d take now that she and Jason were no longer together. 

Jasper wasn’t one for the fancy scene, despite how many office parties his grandparents had dragged him to over the years. Sadly his loyalty for his friend over ruled that. Chrissie could be annoying sometimes, but she was a gem. If she needed someone to take her to prom, then sure. 

[color=C3C3C3]"You know how I feel about a tux, Chrissie. But yes. I’m not opposed to going with you if you need me to. I promise to be the perfect gentleman and try to give you a night to remember. All of that other cheesy stuff.”[/color] 

Coming to his locker, Jasper stopped walking to grab a few things for his first class. Shuffling through the books and binders, he finally found what he needed before closing the door. 

[color=C3C3C3]”You know. I haven’t found anyone worth dating all year. Like yeah, there was that one Junior girl I told you about that was all over me at Kavi’s Halloween party, but… no.”[/color] Shaking the memory out of his head, Jasper could feel his facial expression go from relaxed to somewhat disgusted. While the girl had been pretty, she was way too clingy, desperate, and reeked of trouble. Thankfully he hadn’t bumped into her at school yet. [color=C3C3C3]”I don’t [i]need[/i] to date anyone, you know? But it’s sort of weird always third or fifteenth wheeling whenever I go anywhere.”[/color]

As encouraging as ‘in love’ Chrissie would’ve been on the fact that Jasper would find his one and only someday, that it was probably better for him to find someone after highschool, like in college or something, that he should focus on his music instead of entertain the idea of having a companion to make him a little less lonely, post break up Chris was a sour patch kid and decided to shun love all together,  [color=76ff7a]"I [i]envy[/i] you.”[/color] Chris admitted, crossing her arms and pouting. [color=76ff7a]"I don’t need to date anyone either and wished I hadn’t! They’re all the fucking same. Men, I mean.”[/color] The drama queen grumbled, before complaining and rambling,  [color=76ff7a]"God, I hate men. Not you. You hold a special place in my heart, but everyone else? Especially boys with a manner that’s bold and brassy. They can jump off a cliff and die.”[/color]   

Eyebrows raised in curiosity, Jasper knew after that response that something was up. It was possible that she was hating on her ex again, but maybe there was someone else that had put her in such a bad mood for once instead. [color=C3C3C3]"Come on. Who are we hating on today? Gimme a name. I know you can’t just be talking about Shitstick again.”[/color]

[color=76ff7a]"I’m [i]always[/i] hating on Jason, but today, someone else is [i]definitely[/i] on the forefront of my mind.”[/color] She grumbled in absolute frustration, while forcibly hitting the locker with her fist.  [color=76ff7a]"Don’t be fucking judging me, but Carter’s on my shitlist. He’s using his [i]words[/i] to manipulate my cousin and I for sure don’t trust him.”[/color]  

[color=C3C3C3]“You know I’m not one to judge, but please be careful before you break your fist or something.”[/color] 

Jasper knew that Stella and Chrissie were cousins, and honestly it made sense. Both of them were sunshiney girls, but also determined. A few small facial features would lead you to believe that they were related before they ever spoke, but once they did it was all downhill from there. 

[color=C3C3C3]“I don’t really know Carter that much though. What makes you think he’s sketchy?”[/color] 

[color=76ff7a]"Imagine a zit that won’t go away. Right on your face. That’s Carter. Do you see how many Jordans he owns? And all that gold that he thinks makes him the shit? You know, originally, I could care less about him. We have… interesting debates to say the least about a thousand and one controversial topics. But now things are [i]personal[/i]. He’s trying to [i]steal[/i] Stella from me.”[/color] Chris hissed, and turned to someone in the theater club trying to get her attention, [color=76ff7a]"What?! Not now! Don’t you see I’m [i]busy[/i].”[/color] The girl that usually played her understudy nodded nervously and ran off. Then she snapped back to her friend. [color=76ff7a]"He [i]doesn’t[/i] deserve her and [i]will[/i] break her heart.”[/color] 

[color=C3C3C3]“Oh come on, Chris. I’m sure Stella can handle herself,”[/color] he said, trying to choose his words wisely. [color=C3C3C3]“While I don’t agree with his fashion, and I do get where you’re coming from, when it comes down to it you just kinda have to let people learn for themselves, you know?”[/color]

Staying silent for a moment too long, Chris contemplated Jasper’s words, not liking them one bit but understanding what he meant. Even so, she knew her cousin better than anyone else. It was hard to accept that she was smitten for someone, in such a naive and blissful manner. Excitedly and foolishly. 

[color=76ff7a]"I guess we’ll see if she can really handle herself. I doubt one trip to [i]Paris[/i] could change her just like that.”[/color] Huffing dramatically, she threw that faux smile back on her face, reverting back to the prom talk, obviously over talking about Stel and Carter,  [color=76ff7a]"I don’t want someone perfect, I want someone honest.... Come on.”[/color] She started leading the way down the hall once more. [color=76ff7a]"Let’s get to class. We’re going to be late.”[/color]   
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