#Chapter29 He Is Now Mine

"How is it living with the bad boy?" Jasmine asked as we walked to our first class, English, on Monday.

"It's alright, I guess. At least he's tolerable." I said admittedly.

"Awww," Jasmine said, smiling widely. "You like him. I remember how you used to talk about him before. You used to hate him."

"I didn't hate him." I said.

"Okay, but you were always disgusted by him and his friends' delinquent behaviour, now you're all mushy when you talk about him."

"Mushy? I'm not." I said, shaking my head. We reached our English class and sat down in our seat. As I sat down,...