Heyo, long time no read. Yeah it's been a while, so much that I thought I wasn't going to write again but after some motivating words from some friends I decided to get back to it.  I hope you enjoy reading this book because I enjoy writing it when I get the time to.

So some big things are coming up for Amnisty. although I dont like that it's going at a very fast pace but it'll be alright. If you have any tips for my writing or simply don't understand something feel free to comment :) Well enjoy this chapter for now.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I wake up, early morning, next day and commence to get ready for school. I could hardly get any sleep last night just thinking about the great opportunity I have been given. On the other hand, Jasper fell asleep like a rock. I had just finished brushing my teeth when I see him sprawled on my bed sleeping. -wow-

I'm choosing my outfit, and I decide to go with a grey, off-the-shoulder, flowy, casual dress because I'm feeling happy today. I put on some black booties to go with that.

I commence to untangle my hair and notice that Jasper's still sound asleep. I look at the time and it's already 7 AM. "Jasper!"-I yell-"Get up-it's already 7. we're gonna be late". He just moans out something incomprehensible.

1o minutes later he's still sleeping. That's it. I go pull of the covers. No movement. -wow- that's when I'm illuminated with a mischievous plan of revenge, hehe. Recognizing that he's as dead as a rock, I grab his hand and start pulling him off of the bed. I didn't realize how difficult it would be but you know me, I got the job done 🙂. Once I'm finished, I let go and well...he falls.🤣 "gwaauaa!" He shouts whilst falling to the floor and landing on his butt. And that's when I fall on the floor whilst cracking up. My stomach hurts because of all this laughter. When my laughing ceases, I turn around and to look at him to find that he's curled up in a ball fast asleep. "What the...Jasper!!! Get uuuuppppppp" I say while grabbing his hand and dragging him across the floor. Then I feel something grab at my foot and I trip nearly hitting myself with the door frame. I land on my butt 😪. Karma really is a .. "hahahahahaa, KARMA!!! " I stand up and see Jasper holding his stomach from all the laughter. On things for sure, I woke him up. "ughh whatever, just hurry up and get ready" I say with a scowl. "whatever then" he says with a mocking tone getting up, finishing his laughter with a sigh.

I'm putting on my earrings when Jasper comes in asking for a comb. I turn around and he's already changed in some of my dad's black jeans and a nice denim casual shirt. He also has his white vans on and his watch. Did I mention that him and my dad are the same size. To be honest, he's looking fresh even with a 40-year-old mans clothes. Well, that just means that my dad has good taste in clothes.

"What the.... how are you already ready?!" I exclaim. "what? your dad told me last night that I could pick anything out to wear so I did"

"It's literally been 1-minute. How'd you even get dressed that fast?"

" I dunno. Anyways do you have a comb or not?"---"yea it's on top of the dresser"-- -"okee, ima use your gel too ight?"--"yea whatever"

How in the world? I woke up at six—siiiiiix and it took me an entire 30 minutes to pick out an outfit and put it on. And today was an exception because I chose something simple. (I spent the other 30 minutes showering btw). Ugh-oh well-I guess I'll never understand boys.

Jaspers pov

-shrugs on the way to the bathroom- oh well, I guess I'll never understand girls.

Amnistys pov

"ugh, Jasper we're gonna be late for school!" I say walking into the kitchen and packing my lunch and his. "Don't worry it's barely 7-30 we have enough time..wait, we're walking? Oh shoot we're gonna be late! Hurry Nisty we gotta go!" --cue the eye roll--"I've been trying to tell you.....--whispers to self—ugh u never listen don't you—lazy little piggy" I say giggling to myself. "I heard that!" Jasper says from the bathroom. Dang he has some good hearing. I finish packing the lunches and I give him his backpack and we head out.

Jasper starts speed-walking really  fast. "Uh slow do-wn boi, we still got an okay amount of time, no need to run." I get no response from him. A second later he grabs my hand and starts running to school. "ah-what the heck Jasper, no need to run!!!" I holler trying to hold my dress down while we zoom past all the little shops. He doesn't slow down one bit. By the way, Jaspers also really fast. He runs his miles like in 5 minutes. Not even me.

We've been running for about 5 minutes and I'm already dead. Don't get me wrong, I have some good cardio(I run 7 minute miles hehe) because of my dancing and all but still, he's straight out sprinting the whole thing. "--breathing roughly-hau jasper hau stop—can't. Breath." He finally turns around and sees my slightly freckled face tomato red. He shrugs and stops running. I catch my breath while he just breathes a little heavier than normal. Freaking Jasper. "ughhh how I hate running" I whine. " oh give me a break, we barley ran five minutes" he says. " yeah, well we ran at 20 miles per hour so you give me a break." I say rolling my eyes at this little peep head. "you give me a break" he says in a mocking tone. Again, allow me to roll my eyes.

We run no longer making it to school 8 minutes early. Sucks because I really wanted to go check out another book though. Meh, it's whatever. We enter the school boundaries and start heading to class when I remember my mailbox. "Hey, don't you think that all those universities I applied too would have at least sent a non-acceptance letter" I suggest. "To be honest, I think they would've all sent an acceptance letter. If you want we could go check."--"sounds good to me". We go to my mailbox and even from the entrance of the hall I could see my mailbox overflown with a pile of letters on the ground. "Oh my freaking josh" me and Jasper exclaim at the same time. We quickly rush to the pile and start picking the letters up. I open my backpack and start shoving the letters inside. Good thing school almost begins because everyone is in class by now and not witnessing this little scenario. They would probably think—wow she got rejected by so many colleges—must suck-or she sucks. As we finish I check my phone and we have 1 minute left before we get a tardy.

We run as fast as we can and get to class as soon as the bell rings. We both exhale at the same time before noticing everyone's eyes on us. All the guys look confused while the girls look rather envious? Ha maybe. I'm heading to my seat and I see the teacher giving me a.....sympathetic? empathetic? I don't know some type of -etic- look. So I just smile in return and she looks taken aback for an unknown reason. That's when I raise my eyebrows in confusion and just take my seat and begin the day. It was quite a boring day, might I add. She probably saw all those envelopes and thought I got rejected. I don't think so.

Once the school days done, I walk home and commence to open the letters. Before I started I counted them and there was 44. I only remember applying to 35 and I got a total of 45 letters. That means that 10 other colleges found out about me and sent me a letter-wow-. And yes I applied to 35 colleges/universities /dont judge/.

To make the long story of all my mail-openings short—at least from the ones I applied to—heres a 'demo' letter-meaning the rest of the letters all sounded a little like this...

Dear Amnisty,

We have received your scores, essay, and application submission. We were pleasantly surprised that your score was top in the country. It would be an honor for us to be able to have you at our school studying to have your dream job. We are going to give you a 5k scholarship for your tuition. Blah blah blah 

Ok, so the letters weren't this unprofessional, but still that was the same message that all the letters tried to convey to me. Basic. None of the schools offered me such a reward or opportunity as Stockvard. Some were kind of close-why lie- but still, none of them surpassed. I did get a ton of scholarships thoooo. Almost every letter had a scholarship from the school. Some schools even gave me money even if I didn't attend them. I counted all the scholarship money and in total I got about 336k in total from the 44 schools. If I counted stockvards then that would be a lot more money. That averages about 7k per school. Although, many of the worker colleges only gave me like 3k, some other royal and wisdoms gave me like 20k. Honestly, I don't even know how. Like I studied for the big test and all, but I mean it was just whatever. Oh well. I still can't believe it.

~~4 months later~~

Oh-my-goodness-. We are so closeeee to graduating. In two weeks its prom dayyy-izz gon be lit—and then the graduation the next weeek. I know they're hella close but if you think about it we get more vacation than most other districts. I'm so excited. Since our school is realllllly small, they're combining all the districts proms so it could be like one big party. Everyone else is complaining but honestly, I kinda like it that way.

My Parents and I have been really busy with getting me situated with Stockvard. And our hard work has payed off because I'm officially enrolled at Stockvard for 4 years with no costs. Like how. Not that we had to fight for me to get in but basically, we had to secure my place and arrange the transportation and what not. Jaspers also enrolled at his college for 4-years. He does have to pay, sadly. However, my parents agreed that I could help him pay off his loans when I get my 1st internship at the university. And I don't mind because they pay gooood over there. I also gave him all of the scholarships that the extra colleges allowed me to keep. He was so happy. But I was even happier.

Today Im going to the Dependent pack to get a prom dress. Here in my area of the workers pack there really isn't much stores to choose from so me and Jasper are taking a mini road trip over there. And I know, I probably should've had my dress like a month ago but what can I say, It really wasn't a priority. In all honesty, I didn't really want to go. Me and Jasper had planned to binge watch all of our favorite shows that Friday night(cause we aren't going to get homework and there's no school the next day). Buuuutt, our moms had different plans, sadly.

It went down like this....both our moms took us down a guilt trip saying that "we've been saving up for more than a year now, all so you guys could say you aren't going. Wow"/ I was like-don't blame me, I didn't know you guys wanted us to go. But you know, moms be stubborn. So yea, we're going.

Jasper arrives in 15 minutes. Did I mention that he has his own car. Well yea, his parents came through and bought him one for his 18th birthday. To be honest, every time I ask my parents for something I feel kind of guilty because they're always struggling to make ends meet and all. I feel like they're working too hard for me to have a 'normal childhood' as they put it. It just really sucks. I wouldn't want to have kids and not be able to take them out like all the other kids that they would see on TV. On the other hand, it has really taught me how to see things in a better perspective. Like many people don't realize it but all those kid shows don't teach kids real things, if anything they teach them to be bratty and entitled. I'm not saying that Jasper did something wrong of asking, I just wish it would be easier to ask. 'Ask and it will be given' seems so out of reach. 

Anywayyyy, I hear a honk and notice that Jaspers here. I say bye to my parents and head out. "Ohhh hey" Jasper greats me. "Whats up, you ready to go Tux shopping?" I tell him whilst waggling my eyebrows. "Tux shopping?, what you mean, we gonna go dress shopping for you, I don't need anything haha"--"Wait you already got all your stuff ready!?" I ask surprised. "yea" he says with a smirk. "Wait, what, how??"--Don't worry about it, alright?"-"oh my josh, just tell me what you're gonna wear so I won't look like too much of a queen next to you-peasant" I say with a smirk. "*gasps* how dare you say I'll be dressed like a peasant, for your information, I went shopping with my dad to go buy a brand new Tux" he says playfully offended. "That's all I wanted to know" I say. "ugh, whateverr"

We arrive at the mall. It's pretty big, I don't remember how it looks at all. The last time I came here was when I was 10 because my mom and I came to look for a dress for her friend's wedding. Its hella different now. The mall is 3 stories' high and it expands over a great lot with a nice fountain and plaza in the center. And I could still see a couple other businesses in back like a gym and hair salon. "Wow, they really are wealthy here," Jasper says. "and to think we're only an hour away and the most we have is a small main ST. Plaza with 3 boutiques and a couple more businesses". He says this in a disappointed way, which is honestly how I feel to. "at least we actually get stores though, imagine the Yearners, I bet they have to go into other packs that they aren't even accepted in just to buy food." I think about how corrupt country this is, I mean I know that we are one of the highest in economy but that is because of all the higher packs. We barely get by. I think we need someone to reform this country. "well lets get on with the shopping, shall we?"-"Yes please" I say happy for a distraction. 

~~~~~~~~~~

here are amnistys and jaspers outfits :)