“I was going to make it when I make mine and Bowie’s.” Like always.
Jasmine shrugs. “I figured making his smoothie is the sort of thing a girlfriend should do.”
“You’re his girlfriend? After one date?” I get a wave of cold inmy chest, like she’s dropped an ice cube down the front of my shirt, but they’re all buried at the bottom of the blender. Way too much ice for one shmoodie. It’ll be watered down and gross.
“Well, obviously not.” She turns back to the blender and keeps talking, but I lose it.
“What?”
“Never mind.”
That ice cube in me turns to steam. “Don’tnever mindme.”
She looks back, at least a little chagrined. “Sorry. Just, I really like him.”
“That doesn’t make him your boyfriend.”
“No, I know, but... well, if things keep up, then maybe.”
One date and she’s already planning their future. But that’s how Jasmine is.
At least they’ve actually had a date. Last year she managed to go all-in on a zero-date scenario, when she’d convinced herself this guy in her French class liked her, but later found out he didn’t actually know who she was.
That one had been tough. I didn’t really get why Jasmine was upset in the first place, but she’d been inconsolable, and the only thing that had gotten her smiling again was the breakup list I’d had to improvise despite never having met the guy. I still had it tucked in the back of my binder. It actually was kind of funny.
MONSIEUR BAGUETTE’S BREAKUP LIST:
TERRIBLE AT CONJUGATING VERBS
POORPOSTUREPOSTEUR
CROOKED BERET
DOESN’T WASH HIS LEGS
FAMILY SHELTERED KHOMEINI DURING EXILE ONLY WEARS STRIPED SHIRTS
EATS MOLDY CHEESE
For some reason that last item had gotten Jasmine laughing so hard she nearly peed herself, but she’d felt better after.
And now here she was, throwing herself head-first into this thing with Liam. Usurping his shmoodies.
“I liked making him shmoodies,” I say. “I mean, he’s my friend.”
Jasmine flutters her lashes. “Aw, are you jealous I’m stealing him?”
Yes.
“That’s not... you’re not even making them right.”
“Can’t you just be happy for me? He’s really nice.” She bites her lip. “And really hot.”
He’s more than just a body.
“I know he’s your friend. But you’re my brother. I need you.”
I sigh.
