Aliens Are Real: Part 2 by Sabrina Sumsion Read Free Book Online

sorry to hear of your loss . ”
    “Whatever. It was a long time ago .” S he dismissed his concern with a wave of her hand. She wasn’t about to share her feelings of the loss of her mother and abandonment by her father with some alien w ho probably wouldn’t understand . “I was thinking about taking baby- steps to start celebrating the holiday again. Maybe this is just the kick in the pants I need . ”
    “I assure you, I do not intend to kick you in the pants or anywhere at all for that matter . We came in peace, and mean you no harm. ” Honorio replied in all seriousness.
    Jasmine had difficulty not laughing at him but the gravity of the situation brought her swiftly back to reality. She thought for another minute. She was still furious that Honorio would even imply she shouldn’t see Mark let alone insist that she couldn’t . She also needed to come up with a way to break up with her pretend boyfriend before too much longer. A plot to break up at dinner started to formulate in her brain . “ I ’ll tell you what my dad says.”
     
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    Honorio watched Jasmine walk away after Family Development class. His mind churned with turmoil. He knew lying to her was wrong. He also knew that using Yumi as the carrot to get Jasmine to do what he wanted was manipulative. Then there was the whole Mark thing.
    She is trying to create a relationship with this guy ? Of all the irresponsible decisions, she is looking for love.
    He shook his head as he gathered his books. He needed her focused on him. She had only a small role to play in their upcoming mission, b u t she was still vital. Something else irritated him , but he couldn’t discern what irritated him. It was an odd sensation. He felt the desire to crush something in his hands or throw something against a wall. He clenched his hands and fought down his irrational desires.
    He left the classroom an d wandered down the hall toward his locker. He spotted Jasmine pushing her books into her own locker , and pulling out her purse. Her locker was in complete disarray. He shook his head. T he condition of her belongings was irresponsible and a major flaw in her character. If she were in his division, she would earn extra patrol duties until she learned to respect her belongings.
    As he observed the way she caught the pencil that rolled out from under some papers , and how she brushed her hair behind her ear, the memory of the night at the Quest Center flooded his mind. He remembered the heat emanating from her body, the softness of her lips and the fruity smell of her hair. Honorio felt his body heat up. In a panic, he dashed into the boys’ bathroom. Still as yet unfamiliar with the biology of his human body, he feared he was about to spontaneously combust , from the way his body felt, at that moment. He strode to the sink, turned the cold handle and splashed frigid water on his face and neck.
    He rubbed his cheeks forcefully, subconsciously attempting to rub away the confusing emotions that swept over his human form. He snatched paper towels from the dispenser and dried his face. When done , h e crumpled the towel into a ball , slowly, watching the tendons and muscles in his arm flex together at his bidding. Human bodies fascinated him. He turned his eyes to the mirror and stared at his human face until his breathing slowed.
    Once calm, he threw the towel in the trash then marched directly to his locker.
    My orders are sound . Jasmine is on a need to know basis ... and we need to get rid of the boy distracting her.
     
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    At home that night, Jasmine paced the living room floor as the clock ticked by each second her dad was late c o m ing home.
    When he walked in the door , she caught him in the entryway. “Dad, you know how you wanted Honorio over for dinner?”
    “Yes.” He put his briefcase down by the front door then removed his coat .
    “Honorio’s parents can’t be home for Thanksgiving so I was wondering if we could have him over that night