Backkk with chapter 3!!!!!!lol anyways hope this story is getting better and better for u guys. I know im slow at updating but i dont want to push it so ima keep taking my time.

Anyway do you think the letter is an acceptance or a decline???And if she gets in how will she pay???

This is gonna take me soooooooooo long to write--sorry--

Anyways...How is your guys summer?? We just had a heat wave in my part of California and i wazz dyinggggg. Its all good tho.

well ill stop now and get to typing....see ya!

word count:1965 :^):^):^):^)

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I look at the letter puzzled. I remember the words of the man who brought me the envelope- probably don't want to lose it-, so i quickly put the letter in my bag and head to class like nothing happened.

Luckily, not much kids were in the halls, and it looks like no one noticed. Relief falls over me, as i know that rumors would have spread faster than a wildfire. All hate rumors-obviously-.

I get to class, no one faces me, as always. Except I see Jasper smiling at me-he sits in the back, a couple seats away from me-. That's when the majority of the female population eyes me, some even with a glare. I didn't even do anything--chill!-.

Since the school is small, the hottest you can get is, well, Jasper. He is very good-looking, actually. He has obsidian black hair, and grey eyes with hints of silver. He also work out a lot, which is a plus.

Every time he comes over, my parents get nervous. I try to tell them "guys we're just friends!", but they always respond with "are you sure he's not your mate". Even though they have their doubts and opinions about him, they still want him to be my mate.

I can see why, though. Besides his good looks, he is a very hard worker, and a gentlemen. Even when my parents aren't around. The best part is that we can still be best friends, without our heads being stuck in that gutter.-Woah, I got carried away, didn't I--

As I walk to my seat, I over-hear Quincy--the living stereotype of a valley girl--saying " Oh my gosh guys, I just got 3 acceptance letters--2 for colleges and 1 for a university--". All that with a squeal at the end--i swear she's so annoying--. I would want to show her my Stockvard envelope, but it would be embarrassing if it was a decline letter. Instead, I just role my eyes and sit down.

As I sit, I look back at Jasper. He is doing his work quietly. It takes him a while to notice my eyes on him. He nods did head up as if saying "what's up". I mouth the words-see me after class-. He just nods his head and I turn around to face my desk. 

Class is a blur and lunch is in 2 minutes-I think it's because I'm anxious about the envelope, but oh well-. The class stands, and starts heading towards the cafeteria-well, except Jasper, he comes to me.

I wait until the last person is in front of me and leaving, before I start heading out myself. I make sure there is at least 10 feet of space between us and the class , before i face Jasper. It takes a lot of preparation to release some news like the one I have so don't judge.

"What's up" he asks. "I need to talk to you" I say in a whisper. "Im right here..." he says teasingly. "Right, I need to talk to you in private, I mean".- " What are you suggesting?.." he says quirking up his eyebrows.- "I need you to come over"- I spit out. -"What?!"- he says a little too loud, earning us some stares from half the class in front of us. Once they're done staring at us, i add "it's important". -"Really, can't you just tell me here, and besides, aren't your parents gonna be home?" -"If we leave straight after school, we'll have at least 2 hours before they arrive, and no i can't tell you, I have to show you" i say with a tiny smirk on my face. -"Fine, but how am I going to leave without your parents seeing me?"- "Easy, I'll just sneak you out through the window" I say feeling all smug. "Ugghh ok, I guess. At least give me a hint of this thing that's so important that I have to go to your house" he pleads. I smile as i say 3 words, one at a time. "Best, University, Envelope". He stops in his tracks, faces me fully, eyes wide and mouth open in shock. Then he smiles excitedly, and shakes my shoulders. "You're lying!" he says still shocked. "Nope" I say emphasizing the -p- and smiling. "O-M-G!" he says, jumping up and down.

I know he sounds kind of gay right now, but trust me, he's straighter than a ruler. "Ok, ok calm down, we're bout to enter the cafeteria" I tell him. "Oh ok" he says as he starts taking deep breaths. I swear he's more excited than me.

We head to the canteen area, grab our food, and take a seat at our usual table in the back. Once there, Jasper starts his interrogation. "Ok, you have to tell me everything"-I just roll my eyes at him-. "When did you get it? Why didn't you tell me? Talk to me Mist!"-he says exasperated. And yeah, he calls me Mist or Nisty for short. 

"I'll tell you, if you let me talk" I  say emphasizing the pause where the comma is.-Chuckles nervously-" aha, right". "Well then," I start. "Today when i was going to class after checking my mail, there was nothing by the way, a man in an all black suit and black shades approached me".- "Oh-my-gosh, did he try to kidnap you!" Jasper say feigning a worried look. "Yeah yeah, and I obviously beat him up with my amazetastic  dance moves" I say with a flat tone. And yes, I do know dance, but I'll tell yall later today-hopefully-. He just rolls his eyes and chuckles. "Then the man hands me the envelope and tells me that I probably don't want to lose it" I finish. "Wow, there must be something special in there" he says sarcastically. "Mhmm, and that's why I need you to be there with me when I open it". -"Well, it will be my pleasure to be there, to take a picture of you when you faint" he says waggling his eyebrows at me. "As if" I say rolling my eyes.

He just chuckles, a smirk finding it's way on his face. I just wanna smack it right off....just kidding...I'm not that violent...or....you never know...hehe. 

We start eating, and getting lost in our own thoughts. We actually do that a lot. You'd think that as best friends we talk our days away, but no. Sometimes we spend hours at a time just thinking our own thoughts as if we were to write them in a book-hey, that sounds like a good idea....nah, who am I kidding. And I might be exaggerating some with the thinking stuff, we talk a lot, but we do have our moments of peace and quiet.

The bell rings, we gather our stuff and head to class. The rest of the day is a blur as the beginning. Maybe its because we were doing calculus, and thats one of the easiest classes. -Shoot-, that just made me sound like a stuck up, cocky, little, female dog—and sorry, Im not that fluent in French—roles eyes at all yall French speaking kids--.

The bell rings-again-and I gather my stuff-again-, and head to the front of the school to wait for Jasper. I know hes in the same class as me, but I cant stand the people, its too much for me. Therefore, I come outside to wait for him, while catching up with my fresh air. Once, hes by my side, we start walking.

"Nisty, are you going to do dance in college" Jasper asks. Well well well, might as well tell yall about my dance classes. So, you see, my moms parents left her some money for her to inherit. But they said that that money had to be used for her child-me-. I didnt use the money until my mom said I could join a dance school that I really wanted to go to. I didnt know about money then, so when I grew up, I asked her where she got the money for the expensive classes. Then she told me that it was a gift for me from my grandparents. So, yea Ive been taking dance classes since I was 4. Its the only extra thing that my parents could afford to pay for me-other than my clothes-.

"Nisty?"

"Oh right, umm yea I think I might join a competition group or something ".

"Hmm, thats if you have time" Jasper says. "True, true." Jasper likes the kind of dance I do. Actually, thats an understatement, he loves it. The kid never misses a practice and especially not a competition. He always keeps me company, and my parents really appreciate it because they always have to work.

We walk and walk until we arrive to my house. I unlock the door and head inside, Jasper by my side." Ok, lets go to my room"I say. We head to my room and Jasper and I kick off our shoes, immediately making ourselves comfortable. I grab the long envelope, before tossing my bag, and heading to sit on my bed. I climb on sitting criss-cross-apple-sauce. Jasper is-obviously- already there.

"Ok," I say taking a deep breath and placing the envelope in front of me. Jasper just looks at it intently.

"Lets do this" I say in a playful tone, waggling my eyebrows. Jasper nods slowly closing his eyes and opening them. Im already going to rip open the lid when Jasper yells "stop!".- "What?" I ask confused. Jasper reaches in his back pocket and pulls out an expensive looking, medium sized pocket knife. He flicks it open. "Where did you get that "I say puzzled. "It was my grandfathers" he says casually." He says his best friend was immortal and his hobby was to make knifes". He hands it to me and I grab it in astonishment. Immortals are unheard of in the worker pack. They say that they only come down to talk to the high-ranking people in the country. The fact that the knife is so beautiful and elegant makes the story 10 times more believable. "Its beautiful" I say in astonishment. "Yea, yea I know, now can you please open the envelope" he says whilst rolling his eyes at my admirance for the object. "Oh, right. Well here goes nothing.." I say while sliding the knifes delicate blade under the envelopes thin flap.

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phew! im findally done with that...honestly im sorry for the slow updating, and cliffhanger, but i tried...i was actually gonna put the letter in this chapter, but it was taking so long and i was impatient soooo, yea, yall are gonna have to wait some more...sorry--smiles sheepishly--

Theres this one line i hate and i cant seem to rephrase it so if yall can help me in the comment section--"you probably dont want to lose it"-talking about the envelope--

aannnywaysssss....... wat yall think bout it.....i really need to know so if yall could just comment...and vote...u would make my day....thx.

well, im posting this at 2-50 in the morning, so i should probably go.....

if you hava any ideas please comment about those as well....

Gotta bounce...goodbye:^):^):^)~7/19/17~