What's been keeping you awake?
There's this girl, Jasmine (can you believe that?) that works at the Starbucks near school. She's a senior, but not at my school. I've been shooting video of her on my iPhone (secretly) for about a year. I can't stop thinking about her. Just can't stop, and now it's gotten to the point where I literally haven't even fallen asleep for a week. I just watch and splice and think and daydream.
What just happened to you?
I'm in the Starbucks and Jasmine saw the video I posted with her in it and she figured out it's me and she is pissed. She just called me a stalker creep in front of some of my soccer buddies. And this big dude that's apparently her new boyfriend.
Here's Jasmine, on a normal day:
She's sweet, popular, bubbly, and most recently you found out, she's also taken.
Anyways, you and your soccer buddies are in the Starbucks... this one:
Your buddies Jaime, Jason and Robert, they were all huddled around that table by the bookshelf on the right, with you. Things were great, you had the perfect angle to talk to them and watch Jasmine behind the counter. That was, before she spotted you.
She got a message, or a call, or something. Checked her phone, stopped helping customers, just left the counter un-barista-ed, went to the bathroom. She came out a few minutes later, eyes red (from crying, you think). She looked really upset, went over to talk to Darius. Here he is:
After Jasmine and Darius talked for a moment, he pointed you out to her, and she said loudly, "Wait, THAT'S the asshole? No wonder he's been in here every day!"
She stalked over to you, and he followed. Your friends got up, but then, like the Red Sea, they parted, and Jasmine and Darius got right in your face.
CUT TO THE NOW:
Darius shoves you back, pretty hard, your back hits the wall and the table moves aside with a loud groan, "What's your problem, Benny? Why are you messin with my girl? You know I don't wanna be some alpha dog, but seriously, man. This stuff is creeptastic!"
That's when Jasmine spotted your phone, lying on the floor. You must've dropped it when Darius shoved you. She picks it up, then says, "Holyshit, D! He's recording us right now! What the hell?!?"
She's staring at you like you're this awful, despicable person.
You glance down at your phone, just to make sure she didn't, you know, break it or something. And there she is, Jasmine, right on the screen, smiling. Smiling at you, it looks like. If only, right? Man, that's a good shot of her.
Darius is probably going to deck you now, unless you do something. Your soccer buddies, well, they'll probably pull him off you, but right now, they're just watching in a bit of horror. They look at you like they don't know you. It's weird, right?
What do you do?