The Moonwalkers [COMPLETED ✅]

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[14]

Clover University, Chicago, Illinois, United States of America- Earth, 2:32 P.M, April 29th, 2018 A.D.

“So what happened to you yesterday?” I hitch my bag higher on my shoulder.

Jasmine grins. “My grandma came to visit yesterday. I took the day off to spend the day with her.”

“Aww, that’s sweet. You could have at least texted me back though.” I open the West doors, walking towards my car again.

“Yeah, sorry about that. My grandma doesn’t like technology, so I had to leave my phone in my room all day.” Jasmine chuckles.

“How is your grandma anyway?”

“She’s-”

“Selena!” a voice calls from behind us.

Jasmine stops in her tracks, but I continue on.

“Selena!” he calls again.

Jasmine jogs to catch up with me. “Why are you ignoring him?”

“He’s a jerk.”

“Why? What’d he do?”

“He only became friends with me to get information on my dad.” Which isn’t a total lie.

“Your dad? Isn’t he like this rich guy? I always wondered why you all live in Gage Park when you could live downtown.”

“Well, we’re not rich rich. We’re just well off, and we prefer to be close to our family.” Yeah, right. I don’t have any other family down here.

“Right, you’ve never mentioned other family members.”

“Yeah, I’m not too close to them, my parents are.” The lie felt heavy on my tongue.

“Selena! Wait!” Lonan grabs onto my shoulder, pulling me back to face him.

I wrench his hand off me. “What do you want?”

“Please, let me explain. I-”

“Listen, bud. She doesn’t want to talk to you, gold digger. So please get out of our faces before I put my fist in yours.” Jasmine walks up to him, getting her face real close to his.

“Gold digger?” Lonan’s face held a confused expression.

“Yeah. Now goodbye.” Jasmine backs up to wave a hand, shooing him away.

“But I’m not-”

“Leave, Barone.”

Lonan sighs. “I’ll catch you later, Selena.”

“In your dreams.” I wave at him, turning back around.

“Where’s your car?” I ask Jasmine, searching for her tiny grey Volkswagen Beetle.

“I took the bus here. My car broke down over the weekend.”

“Girl, why didn’t you call me? I could have given you a ride. You live in Hyde Park, not in Indiana.”

“I didn’t wanna bother you,” Jasmine says, wringing her hands.

“You never bother me. Well, most of the time. Come on, I’ll take you home.”

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