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physical make up , but she wondered if it wasn’t something more. Her people did not invest themselves emotionally in anything. There were no impassioned speeches in government. There were no ballads, and definitely no talk of love. In her human form, she found herself reacting to the many romantic movies she had watched . E ven Jasmine’s delight at the simple gesture of holding another person’s hand had Yumi experiencing strange feelings.
Yumi gazed at her hand. The simple usefulness as a tool impressed her. She did enjoy the sensation of reaching out and grabbing an object. She traced the creases on her palm and focused on the sensation of drawing her finger across her skin. The sensation tingled with a slight tickle.
She considered trying to hold Honorio’s hand. The thought didn’t please her as it should. Honorio was so serious that she doubted he would go for it. Yumi knew she was missing an important part of the thrill of hand-hol ding , but could not fathom what it would be . She would need to study more to divine the importance.
***
After class, Mark walked Jasmine to her locker , hand entwined with hers . Since the next day was Thanksgiving, they only had a half- day until school was over. She took her time. Mark had to leave quickly to pick up his younger siblings from school. He squeezed her hand , and blessed her with one last charming grin before he left.
The euphoria lasted only a moment before she realized she needed to find Honorio. Resigned, she trod to the car. In the parking lot there was typical afterschool pandemonium. All the students left as fast as possi ble to enjoy their long weekend. The chaos swirled around a black sedan with five people standing around it, waiting.
Jasmine approached the Sedan . “Hi”
Malika ignored her . Joseph waved slightly with one hand, his arms still crossed. Yumi and Tyrone smiled while Honorio straightened up and turned to her .
Jasmine glared at Honorio. “We’re a go for tomorrow. Be at my house at 3PM.”
Honorio nodded once. She waved at Yumi and Tyrone then headed to her car. She smiled all the way . She felt in control of the situation and elated at the positive progression of her relationship with Mark .
“Jasmine!” It had been a female voice.
Jasmine turned around a nd saw Alex running toward her . That day, Alex wore her dark hair in two short pony tails , and they bounced as she ran .
“Hi, ” Jasmine said when Alex had drawn nigh .
A car horn startled both Alex and Jasmine. Alex stopped in the middle of the parking lot throughway and turned to the noise coming from a truck ; stopped a few feet away.
The driver rolled down the window then leaned out to shout, “Watch where you’re going! ”
Alex turned towards the truck, “I’m walking here ! ” She sauntered slowly past the irate driver. As soon as she stepped out of the way, the driver gunned his engine , and sped off.
“Sheesh. S ome people are so inconsiderate, ” Alex said.
“Uh, yeah, ” Jasmine replied, doing her best to avoid rolling her eyes.
“S o, what are you doing tonight?”
“Nothing really, you?”
A chilly wind swept up, grabbing Jasmine’s hair , and whipping her in the face . She brushed the wild locks behind her back then stuffed her hands into her pocke ts. A shiver tried to crawl up her body.
“Wanna come over? We’re going to do girly stuff. ”
“ Yeah, I ’ll need to ch eck with my dad but I’d love to, ” Jasmine said, grinning from ear to ear.
“K”
Jasmine reached in her bag for her cell phone. She pulled it out , and scrolled through her recent calls for her dad’s number. She located it then hit send. She he ld the phone to her ear as another gust of wind blew past . The cold stung her fingers as she waited for her father to answer.
Finally, her father picked up. “Hello?”
“Dad, Can I g o to Alex’s house for a while?” Jasmine asked immediately.
Alex looked at Jasmine, waiting to hear the
Yumi gazed at her hand. The simple usefulness as a tool impressed her. She did enjoy the sensation of reaching out and grabbing an object. She traced the creases on her palm and focused on the sensation of drawing her finger across her skin. The sensation tingled with a slight tickle.
She considered trying to hold Honorio’s hand. The thought didn’t please her as it should. Honorio was so serious that she doubted he would go for it. Yumi knew she was missing an important part of the thrill of hand-hol ding , but could not fathom what it would be . She would need to study more to divine the importance.
***
After class, Mark walked Jasmine to her locker , hand entwined with hers . Since the next day was Thanksgiving, they only had a half- day until school was over. She took her time. Mark had to leave quickly to pick up his younger siblings from school. He squeezed her hand , and blessed her with one last charming grin before he left.
The euphoria lasted only a moment before she realized she needed to find Honorio. Resigned, she trod to the car. In the parking lot there was typical afterschool pandemonium. All the students left as fast as possi ble to enjoy their long weekend. The chaos swirled around a black sedan with five people standing around it, waiting.
Jasmine approached the Sedan . “Hi”
Malika ignored her . Joseph waved slightly with one hand, his arms still crossed. Yumi and Tyrone smiled while Honorio straightened up and turned to her .
Jasmine glared at Honorio. “We’re a go for tomorrow. Be at my house at 3PM.”
Honorio nodded once. She waved at Yumi and Tyrone then headed to her car. She smiled all the way . She felt in control of the situation and elated at the positive progression of her relationship with Mark .
“Jasmine!” It had been a female voice.
Jasmine turned around a nd saw Alex running toward her . That day, Alex wore her dark hair in two short pony tails , and they bounced as she ran .
“Hi, ” Jasmine said when Alex had drawn nigh .
A car horn startled both Alex and Jasmine. Alex stopped in the middle of the parking lot throughway and turned to the noise coming from a truck ; stopped a few feet away.
The driver rolled down the window then leaned out to shout, “Watch where you’re going! ”
Alex turned towards the truck, “I’m walking here ! ” She sauntered slowly past the irate driver. As soon as she stepped out of the way, the driver gunned his engine , and sped off.
“Sheesh. S ome people are so inconsiderate, ” Alex said.
“Uh, yeah, ” Jasmine replied, doing her best to avoid rolling her eyes.
“S o, what are you doing tonight?”
“Nothing really, you?”
A chilly wind swept up, grabbing Jasmine’s hair , and whipping her in the face . She brushed the wild locks behind her back then stuffed her hands into her pocke ts. A shiver tried to crawl up her body.
“Wanna come over? We’re going to do girly stuff. ”
“ Yeah, I ’ll need to ch eck with my dad but I’d love to, ” Jasmine said, grinning from ear to ear.
“K”
Jasmine reached in her bag for her cell phone. She pulled it out , and scrolled through her recent calls for her dad’s number. She located it then hit send. She he ld the phone to her ear as another gust of wind blew past . The cold stung her fingers as she waited for her father to answer.
Finally, her father picked up. “Hello?”
“Dad, Can I g o to Alex’s house for a while?” Jasmine asked immediately.
Alex looked at Jasmine, waiting to hear the
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