again.
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Jasmine hoped that Mark would join her in the hallway during lunch like the day before . Maybe they would actually hold hands! The idea sent exhilarating chills through her body.
She waited about ten minutes then spotted Mark walking down the hall. She wasn’t expecting to see the whole group though. Alex, Abigail, Derrik, Tasha and Mark were walking in a group toward class.
Even though she didn’t get the chance to have alone time with Mark, the gentle banter between these friends was an enjoyable alternative. They teased, pushed and laughed with each other. They took little seriously , and found humor in every subject. She was in bliss until a minute before the bell would ring, signaling the end of lunch .
She was listening to a joke Mark was telling when she heard her name called . She looked over her shoulder and saw Honorio walking up to them . She turned back to her group of friends and fought the urge to hide or run away.
Tasha whispered to Abigail. “Who is that ?”
“ I dunno , but yummy!” Abigail replied.
They all looked at Jasmine .
She sighed , turned around and said, “Hi Honorio. ”
Honorio stood as tall as he could as he met the group. “ I ’m lookin g forward to dinner on Thursday. ” His big smile seemed out of place on his usually stern features.
“Uh, that’s great.” Jasmine said , wishing he would go away.
He stood for a m oment looking at her . “Are you going to introduce me to your acquaintances?”
Jasmine wanted to die. Better yet, she wanted Honorio to disappear. S he didn’t want him to meet Mark. She wanted him to have absolutely nothing to do with these friends . He and his posse were a separate part of her life , and she wanted to keep them that way. However, since it is rude not to introduce people , her ma nners took over .
“This is Alex, Derrik, Abigail, Ta s h a and Mark, ” s he said quickly. She h oped Honorio would turn around , and walk away with introductions done .
Honorio shook everyone’s hand in turn. Tasha held his hand a little longer than a normal handshake, batting her eyes at him. He politely detached his hand from hers with a slight bow. Honorio turned square to Mark to shake his hand. She would have sworn that he was sizing up her crush . Mark was also looking at Honorio. Well, looking down at Honorio. Mark was a few inches taller than the alien , but lacked the same shoulder breadth and muscle development .
The whole experience was surreal. Why on earth was he meeting her friends? For someone so concerned with keeping a low profile, he was doing a rather poor job of it by bringing himself to her friends’ attention; e specially Tasha. She was looking at Honorio as if he w ere a tall drink of water , and she had been wandering in a desert for a week.
She was saved from intervening by the bell signaling the next period.
“It was a pleasure to meet you all. Jasmine , see you around.” Honorio smiled and winked at her .
Her mouth dropped open. First, it was weird to see him do something so human and casual. Second, he just made it seem like there was something more than just friendship between them . She was determined that at the end of their Thanksgiving dinner , their ruse-relationship would finally come to an end.
Jasmine realized that everyone was staring at her . “What?” A blush slowly crept over her body.
Ta s h a put her arm around her . “Do not ‘ what ’ me girl! Who was that fine specimen of the male gender , and how can I get me one of those?”
“He’s no one really. Just a guy , not as great as he looks ... ”
“MmmHmmm. ”
Abigail chimed in with her own opinion. “Seriously Jasmine , he was ♪ fine ♪ . ” She had actually sung the word. “ With a capital F # .”
“He’s like supermodel- gorgeous Jasmine !” Alex blurted.
“Hey now!” Derrik protested.
“Not as handsome as you though , hunny.” She reached up to stroke his hair reassuringly, then hugged him.
M r. Conrad
Susan Aldous, Nicola Pierce