We were in the car, but Woods still didn't pull off. What was taking so long? I wanted to leave already. "So, you know him?" I stared at Woods. What gave it away? I shrugged. "That's not an answer Jess. Do you know Jonah or not?" I sighed in defeat. "I know him." I mumbled. "How? Did something happen between you two?" I nodded. I really didn't want to go down memory lane. It wasn't pretty. All the buildings had broken windows and the street was full of potholes. Yeah, that's memory lane for ya.

"If you don't want to talk about it you don't have to. Can you at least tell me who he was to you?" Woods really asked to many questions. "He was my boyfriend. Things didn't end well between us." Woods turned to look at me. "You dated him!" I looked down, avoiding his amber eyed gaze. "It was only for a year. Plus I was immature. I wasn't thinking.” I heard the car start. I was thankful Woods had backed off, but something in me wanted to tell him. “You have to promise. Promise not to tell.” In the corner of my eye I saw him nod. 

Flashback

“Hey.” I spun around. No one spoke to me. That voice probably wasn't even for me. I turned around and focused on the ground as I sped up. I was going to go home, and forget that beautiful voice that would probably never leave my mind alone.

At home

Why did I run away? I groaned in frustration. What if that wonderful voice was for me? It probably wasn't, but what if? They would have chased me down if it was for me.

Next Day

I hurried down the hall. Being new was no excuse for being late to class twice. “Hey girl.” It was that voice again. Ignore it or get to class on late. I bit my lip as I fought with myself. I decided to keep walking. “Girl with the waist length black hair.” How many girls here had waist length hair? I looked around. No one. It didn't matter. I had class. I kept speed walking to class.

After Class

I stepped out of my class. I swear that voice was haunting me. I didn't need to be distracted. “Hey you.” The voice was deep and husky. It was a nice deepness. It almost knocked me of my feet. I turn my head to see a hot boy staring at me. He was more my height without heels. He had was a deep golden brown. His hair was long and black. His eyes were a dark brown, almost black. It's only in moments like this I'm grateful I am mixed. “Me?” I ask. He nods. We walked towards each other. He had a confidence in his step, it intimidated me.  Honestly I was never comfortable around guys without a close friend.

“You're hella hot. Why you avoiding me?” Avoiding him? I didn't mean to. I look down my hair shielding me from his stare. “I didn't know it was you that was calling me.” I said. My voice sounded really funny. I mentally kicked myself. Why did I have to lose all my senses around boys? “Are you seeing someone?” He asked. I shook my head. My hair flew around my face. “Wanna go out with me?” He suggested playfully.

Go out with him I barely knew him. “I don't know you.” I mumbled. I swerved around him. I was suddenly very grateful for all the money spent on my dance classes, they made me so graceful. He nodded as if he understood. “Jonah. Jonah Smith.” He held out a hand. I shook it carefully. “Jessamine. Jessamine Klein.” I pulled my hand away. I had to go. I ran away.

End Flashback

“At the start Jonah seemed really sweet. Then he was abusive and wanted to fuck 24/7. He hated that I didn't give him what he wanted. He cheated on me and started jumping my brothers. I dumped him.” I said. The car continued to drive smoothly. “You did the right thing.” We drifted back into a comfortable silence. “If you ever want to talk I'll be there for you.” I nodded. I knew I should probably tell Blake about Jonah, but I couldn't. At least not yet.