Mark had been waiting for this moment seemingly forever. He even practiced what he would say to Jasmine in the moment of truth with his younger sisters Kim and Dom much to the chagrin of his older sister Gabby. Gabrielle would get on Kimberly and little Dominique who was merely following in the footsteps of Gabrielle for encouraging Marks warped mind as she put it. Hidden behind Gabrielles decisive words and cynicism was love. Gabrielle and Mark didnt always see eye to eye, but they were close. Gabrielle didnt want to see Mark make a fool of himself and get hurt. She believed that Mark had a good heart, but he had was a bit too sensitive for her liking. Gabrielle did not see this particular situation ending well for Mark, but as his older sister she was ready to be there for him when his plan imploded. Jasmines newly found enthusiasm for getting her academics together lasted all of one class. After getting her English midterm back it seemed as if the air was taken out of her balloon. Jasmine wasnt even sure why she made the appointment to see Professor Brooks tomorrow. She hated that condescending, pretentious windbag. Jasmine realized that she only did it because thats was what her fiance wouldve wanted her to do. To be proactive, to grab the bull by the horns and turn this around before it got away from her. Jasmine missed Marc, she needed to see him right now. He would know what to say to make her feel better. But Marc was on a flight to DC to meet up with his Frat buddies and business partners. Hence the trip to Turks and Caicos, Jasmine and Marc needed that time alone before he went away. But the problem was that Jasmine had such a wonderful time with Marc that she wanted to spend more time with him. The trip provided a glimpse of the future for Jasmine and Marc and it was something that she liked and wanted- so she thought. Maybe it was better that Marc was going to be out of town for a few days, he would be so disappointed that she got a 46 on her midterm. Jasmine decided right there and then that she wasnt going to tell him. She figured what Marc didnt know wouldnt hurt him. All of these thoughts raced through her mind at warp speed from the time walked from Professor Brooks desk to hers. And just as Jasmine gathered her belongings to go to her next class, there was a tall, skinny admirer waiting for her. So how did you do? Mark smiled and asked inquisitively. As soon as Mark asked Jasmine that question he cringed. While he didnt know how bad she did, from the look on her face he realized that she didnt do very well on the midterm. All of the work that Mark put on with Kim and Dom last week went out the window in five seconds. Jasmine looked at Mark as if that question was intrusive and inappropriate. Who was this guy? Was he gloating over his grade? She didnt know Mark, but at that moment she didnt like him. Instead of telling Mark to mind his own damn business, Jasmine chose to ignore his question. Instead she gave Mark her unsolicited opinion of Professor Brooks. Hes such a fu#king a#shole. Mark laughed and replied Well, hes not that bad. Jasmine putting on her coat looked at Mark as if she wanted to smack him. Of course youre going to say that, youre his pet. How did YOU do? Mark couldnt have imagined this going any worse. He played the scenario over 1,000 times in his head, he rehearsed it with his kid sisters but nothing prepared him for this fiasco. It was Marks turn to be evasive and not answer Jasmines question. Instead of changing the subject, Mark looked down and said nothing. Jasmine was just about out the door when Mark blurted out Wait, I have something for you. Jasmine turned around, she was alarmed, but her curiosity was also obviously peaked. She started walking back towards Mark. Staring at Jasmine in her black raincoat, black leggings, boots and black cap with her ponytail sticking out looking like she was a dancer in Janet Jackson s Rhythm Nation video thought to himself Wow she is so hot, even when she is mad,especially when she is mad. Mark pulled out his notes for Jasmine which he kept in a fluorescent blue folder. He held it out for Jasmine and said This is for you. Jasmine relunctantly took the folder from Mark and looked it over. What is this? she asked quzzically. Mark said The notes from this class, the first part of it any way. Wait, you are giving me your notes? Dont you need these? He said the class was cumulative. Jasmine said. Mark replied No, these are YOURS, I made these for you. Jasmine looked at Mark in disbelief For ME? You took notes for ME? Mark smiled, nodded and said Yes. Ok this day hadnt gone the way Mark had hoped in the beginning, the weather was lousy, he was dressed like he had just come from a pick up game, and with every word to Jasmine as if he was putting his foot further in his mouth, but he was finally get through to the pretty coed. For the first time during their awkward conversation Jasmine smiled a pretty, geniune and deeply dimpled smile. Mark loved Jasmines dimples. Jasmine handed the folder of notes back to Mark. Look Mike, that was very thoughtful of you but I cant take these. I dont think Im staying in this class. But thank you though. I am running late for Physc, Ill see around. And just like that Jasmine was off to her Childhood Psychology Course. Mark slumped down in his seat in the class looking at the folder of notes that he made for Jasmine. He was in utter disbelief. He couldnt believe that Jasmine didnt take his notes. He couldnt believe that Jasmine didnt know his name. And he couldnt believe that he didnt correct her when she called him Mike. Mark had an hour to his next class. Normally he would go to the library for an hour before his Statistics class. But Mark was too stunned to get up from his seat. He shook his head, smiled and laughed incredulously and mumbled to himself Mike. Just then a custodian came by and turned out the lights in the classroom not seeing Mark slumped in his seat deep in his thoughts. Oh Im sorry, I didnt see you, are you studying? No, Im leaving now. Mark got up and headed to Desmond Hall to his Statistics class. Desmond Hall housed all of Empire Universitys business classes. Its was up the hill from Mason Hall where Professor Brooks English Literature Class was. Although it was still raining and it was about a quarter mile walk, Mark didnt bother to take the umbrella out of his back pack. He trudged uphill in the rain, alone and deep in his thoughts. As the rain continued to come down, Jasmine was in her Childhood Psychology Class, at least her body was- her mind was elsewhere. Unlike in Professor Brooks class Jasmine sat in the back of Professor Greenways class. Jasmine was looking out the window watching the rain come down and admiring the beauty of the plush green hills on campus. What kind of a person copies their notes over for someone that they dont know? Jasmine thought to herself. Marks gesture clearly got to her. She didnt know what to make of it though. It was quite possibly the sweetest and weirdest gesture that any person had shown her, man or woman, friend or acquaintance. Thinking about that weird skinny kid made Jasmine smile briefly. It was 2:30 in the afternoon Mark was done with classes for the day. He was headed towards his car. The rain was coming down even heavier. Still no umbrella for Mark, the weather matched his mood and he didnt want to shield himself from it. Mark didnt have an Empire University decal on his car, so he parked off campus about a block away. As Mark got in his car he looked up and about 100 yards away there was Jasmine getting into hers. At this point Jasmine was the last person that Mark had wanted to see. He was absolutely mortified by what happened this morning. Mark crouched down below the dashboard of his green Honda accord in hopes that Jasmine wouldnt see him. Mark sat in his car in the rain waiting for Jasmine to ride off in her black Jetta. Mark noticed that Jasmine was just about to pull out when a black Chevy Blazer came racing down the road past his car cutting off Jasmines car. A big strapping guy got out of the blazer and went around to Jasmines car. Jasmine got out and the two embraced in the rain. Jasmine was wells endowed, but she wasnt very tall. She was 51 maybe 52 at the most. Next to this monster Jasmine looked 3 feet tall. This guy was tall and huge. He lifted Jasmine up and started kissing her. He placed her down and pinned her up against his blazer.
Posted on: Mon, 26 Jan 2015 05:00:26 +0000
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