here my lovely readers, is the next chapter in my story unexpected love. I am really so motivated to write because of you. you all make me so happy and enthuasistic about my work so I cant help but write the next chapter very soon. I love you all and I am grateful to each one of you. you are the best and make my day much happier. the picture shows Shawn and his walk in closet. I really would love to have one and you guys? This is a dream right?
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The person who loves you more, will fight with you daily without any reason. But whenever you're sad, that person will fight with the world to end your sadness. - unknown

Jasmeets POV:

Amrita surprised me again like often; she reflected every matter and did not prejudge people. Aryan's sister was something else; she was very open-minded and did not fall in old habits of judging people before knowing them well. She was moreover a medicine student, which I absolutely adored. It was her aspirations and the way she pursued her dreams, what I loved and valued in her. Nothing and no one could keep her from going after her dreams.
"Oh really, she thinks that you should get to know him better before passing your judgement. She really knows you very well. I agree with her. We should get to know him better; however, I know that it is easier that you talk to him, because he seems to take my words very seriously!" I responded him. It still bothered me that he just left without saying anything; it seemed like someone was threatening him or pressurizing him not to talk with me. Aryan retorted sceptical: "I am not sure if she is right. Moreover, I jumped at Enzo for not standing up for you and did not give him any chance to explain himself!"

I exclaimed angrily: "Now why would you do this? Aryan, please stop treating me like a fragile girl! I mean, it is not his responsibility to be my hero all the time!" I somehow shocked him by my sudden outburst; I was most of the time calm and did not jump at his throat. We fought seldom as we had the same views and opinion on most matters, just in this, our thoughts were not very alike.
"Jassy, I am sorry. I know that it was not the best thing to do...!" I interrupted him and told him in a composed tone: "Aryan, I know that you want the best for me. But this does not involve jumping at Enzo's throat!"
"He deserved this!" he interjected maintaining his point. I could not believe my ears; did my best friend really say this? Was he this narrow-minded sometimes? Despite being my best friend, he could really surprise me by his stubbornness. "Well what did she tell you?" I tried to distract him.
He cleared his throat after debating whether to share her words or not and then he answered me: "She thinks that he might be the boy of your dreams. She thinks that he likes you in a way!"
It surprised me that she thought this; I did not believe that he fancied me; he left so soon. We were worlds apart, and I knew that I did not want to be with someone who was best friends with Shawn Bradley. I really hated Shawn Bradley; he was a bad person.

There had to be something bad in him to be friends with my bully. It did not occur me back then that I was very wrong about this and that I would be surprised at how wrong I had been. Therefore, I just shrugged it off: "No I do not believe this. This will never ever happen. I will not be with anyone like him. I mean, he is nice but I will never act on this small part of me!"

"Jassy, I hope you do. But are you still angry with me?" he wanted to know. He hated it when we thought. I was mad at him for jumping at Enzo. He did not deserve this at all, even if he acted in my interest; I could not support this; so I responded:
"Well, I am. You should apologize to him tomorrow. I would like that! If you do not do this, I will not talk to you!" This earned me a clear and persistent No from my best friend so I just told him: "Aryan, then I am still angry with you and will not talk to you!" With this; I hanged up and sipped on my chai, still thinking about the fight I just had with my best friend. 

Shawn's POV

After school, I left for home without bothering to inform Jasmeet about this. It still surprised me that she dared to show her face after the incident; it showed her pride or her foolishness. Enzo's behaviour also bothered me more than expected. I really hoped that I would not loose my best friend over this issue. I know that Nathalie's act was not good and that this time she went too far. I hated Jasmeet's guts but I was not that cruel that I wanted people to suffer so much. The moment she had coffee all over her, I felt somehow bad for her.

I shrugged this feeling off and continued with my classes. History was boring, until the Indian girl entered the classroom. She changed in some clean clothes and had her hair up in a bun. She said a muffled excuse to Mrs. Mendes who eyed her with her hawk-like eyes and told her to sit down. No punishment for coming late, this showed her immunity and I was very angry. I shared a glance with Enzo who just indicated that we should talk later on. "Did my best friend attempt to try to bring peace between us?" I thought to myself. However, this was not the case, since he went to Jasmeet thinking that I was not watching him. It was clear to me that their presences affected them more than they confessed. I screamed loudly: "Enzo!" and hid immediately. I peaked and saw that my best friend hurried away with a curse. I knew that my words intimidated him; which gave me a slight hint of satisfaction. This made me chuckle in content and I walked calmly and content to my car as the school day was over.

The afternoon, evening passed away like usual, my sister, and I talked about her school and her latest projects for her fashion class in which she enrolled. It was overall a pleasant evening and I slept immediately once I slipped beneath the covers of my bed.

The next day started with my alarm clock ringing and waking me from the nice dream I had.  A groan escaped my lips and I rolled over to continue sleeping as one look at the clock indicated me that it was not time yet to get ready. Suddenly my door was wide open and my sister was coming in.
She screamed in a happy mood: "Wake up! Its time for school!" She was already dressed, this girl really made me crazy sometimes. I took my pillow and covered my head with it. "No, no, you will not sleep. It is time for school!" she screeched in my ear and pulling my blanket off. This reminded me that I really hated my sister sometimes. She was from time to time a real pain in the butt. As I had no other choice, I stood grumpily and moved slowly to my walk in closet; one time she poured a bucket of ice cold water over me when I refused to get up. Since this incident I never dared to get up late.

Her chirpiness in the morning really got on my last nerve. I was truly not a morning person. I decided to wear a jeans and a black shirt, which showed the muscles I developed over time. It was evident that I was a fitness lover; I did so much to keep in shape and to be able to show off in front of girls. It also helped to release some anger I had towards my parents and towards other people. I love doing sports as it calmed me down and I loved to make something with my friends, like playing soccer. I did not want to become a professional but I wanted to continue

As soon as I reached school, I heard a new rumor buzzing around; it seemed that Aryan and Jasmeet had a fight and were not on speaking terms. This made me laugh and chuckle; finally, she was alone. She was always with Aryan and it seemed that they never had an argument and their friendship was deep-rooted. Their friendship seemed like nothing could ever come between them. It surprised me that they were not dating, as they were so close. Enzo and Mason joined me at the entrance of the high school and I greeted both of them with a typical man-hug.

"Did you hear the latest gossip? Apparently Jasmeet and Aryan are not on speaking terms!" told us Mason. Mason was the one in our group who was the biggest bully. It was a mistake to treat him badly, he would for sure make your life a living hell. I was nothing compared to him. I was not sure why we were friends but since he was on the soccer team, it semed good to be friends with him and not to get on his bad side. One could say that we had not a deep friendship like Enzo and I did. We just hang out from time to time. 

His words confirmed themselves when they arrived in separate cars and did not walk up the building together. This did not happen even a single time before. They were like attached to the hip. Today, they did not spared a second glance at each other. They tried to avoid each other. What caused this fight? I really wanted to know this, as something pretty big must have happened for the two friends to fight. Moreover, I could use it to my advantage to make Jasmeet's life even more dreadful.

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so what do you think now? do you think that Jasmeet and Aryan will not talk to each other for along time? Or do you think that their fight will resolve quickly? And I hate Shawn for making new plans to make her life a living hell or what do you think ? He is really sometimes a bad person but maybe he will change...

Let me know in the comments section what do you think about this chapter.

love

Sarah He.