Chapter 11

POV: Jordan

I froze when my dad said that. I saw that he was becoming impatient waiting for my response so I said quickly,

“Of course she is, dad, I mean, she was almost dead by the time I got down there, so I couldn’t have saved her anyways.”

“Okay,” my dad said suspiciously,

“I believe you, for now, now get some rest for tomorrow, you’re making one of the biggest decisions of your life and need to be refreshed so you can think clearly.”

“Okay, dad, good night,” I said as my dad walked out the door, switching off my light. I stayed up for a while that night, however, nervous about how our plan would work out.

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POV: Jasmine

I woke up early the next morning when I heard a soft tap on my window. Since my room was on the second story of our house, I kinda figured who it would be. I pulled back my curtain and opened my window, where I saw Jordan sitting in the tree next to my window. I rubbed my eyes sleepily as I said,

“Okay, okay, I’m up, let me get my clothes on and get freshened up, meanwhile, all my stuff is next to bed, so you can take it down to the car, ok?”

“Wow, you look beautiful even when you’re just waking up,” he said, smiling at me. I pushed him playfully and then stepped back so he could crawl in my window. I walked into my bathroom after I grabbed some clothes and then started getting ready as I reminisced over what happened last night when I got home. My parents were furious that I hadn’t called. I told them that I had went over to Natalie’s and forgot to call(I even called Natalie on my way home when I was making up a story so she could back me up-my parents would kill me if they knew I had gone to Jordan’s house, and they wouldn’t believe half of the events that happened there). They eventually calmed down, and then I grabbed my plate of food out of the microwave and went up to my room to pack. I spent the rest of the time I was up(which was until at least 2:00) packing. I finished getting ready and then walked out my bathroom to find that Jordan had disappeared, along with all of my luggage. Good, now I can tell my parents I’m riding with him to school, grab a quick breakfast, and wait for him to drive back around the block to pick me up, I thought to myself as I walked downstairs. My parents were in their normal positions: my dad reading the newspaper, my mom eating breakfast and reading a book at the same time.

“Hey mom, hey dad, Jordan’s taking me to school today, is that okay?” I asked. My mom and dad looked up and then glanced at each other.

“I guess so, as long as he’s not driving, since he’s 14,” my dad said.

“Oh, he’s not, his…, uhm, older brother is driving us,” I made up a quick lie.

“Okay, well, eat some breakfast while you wait on him, sweetie,” my mom said. I fixed myself some toast and munched on it while I waited on Jordan. Just as I finished the last bite, the doorbell rang. I shoved the last bite in my mouth and ran to answer the door. I opened it and had to swallow before I could talk.

“Hey, Jordan,” I said, then called to my parents,

“MOM, DAD! Jordan’s here! Bye!” As I walked out the house and shut the door, I could hear them saying,

“Bye sweetie!”

“So, you ready?” Jordan asked as we walked towards his realcar, a red Corvette. Jordan had parked a block away from my house so my parents wouldn’t know he was driving and get suspicious.

“Uh, yeah, I guess so, but one question, where are we gonna go? I asked.

“Well, the main goal is to put as many miles between us and my dad as possible, so who knows where we’ll end up,” Jordan answered as he opened the passenger door to his Corvette for me.

“Okay,”I responded as he cranked up the car and began to pull away from the curb. I watched sadly as my house disappeared. Jordan noticed my sadness and put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me to him in a hug.

“It’s okay, this is a new beginning for the both of us, just you and me, with no one in our way to hinder us from being together,” Jordan reassured me. I wrapped my arms around Jordan and hugged him while he continued to drive. His arm that was wrapped around me squeezed tighter and I leaned over and buried my face in his chest and began to cry as he continued to drive. I was really going to miss my parents, my friends, and my life.

Jordan's Car