Jasmine sighs as she drops her bag by her desk bending over to try and find a pen while her math teacher directs students to their desks, a shadow above her catches her attention as she hears her teacher speaking to a student. "And Taylor you'll be sitting next to Jasmine." Jasmine's head shoots up and she comes face to face with Taylor Anderson. oh, come on. We've never been seated remotely near each other.
"Ms. Black, is something wrong?"
Jasmine's attention turns away from the problem in front of her and to her face, her face quickly turned from visibly upset to blank and unreadable. "No, sir. I'm just having trouble finding a pen."
"Oh, here," Taylor quickly drops her bag and rummages through it searching for a pen, a pencil anything with the ability to make a line on a piece of paper.
Jasmine bends down and pulls out a pencil, "It's fine. I have one." she says looking Taylor in the eyes for a mere milia-second before standing up and reaching her hand with the pencil out, "Here, keep it. I have a whole pack of 'em." Taylor reluctantly took the pencil from Jasmine, she wanted to be "prince charming" you know the one to "save" the day. Jasmine plopped into her seat sliding her bag out of the way of the aisle. "Are you two sure this isn't going to be a problem?"
"Yes, Mr.Martin. We'll be fine." Taylor smiled turning to Jasmine for some backup reassurance.
"We'll be fine," Jasmine said cooly flashing a small smile. Mr. Martin sighed before going over to the door to help another student. Taylor stood over Jasmine for a few minutes before the other girl looked up at her, "You okay?"
"What?"
"You're just standing there like somethings wrong," Jasmine says sitting up.
"I'm fine..." Taylor quickly sat down at her desk not sure what to do or how to act around Jasmine.
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