Chapter 4

I had just entered the house from my morning run. Hey, who cares if I'm in someone else's home, I still need to maintain my figure. But my apparent enemy was sitting on the counter eating a banana. It didn't really help that she had perfectly tanned legs and was showing them off with way too short shorts.

Ugh! Look at her sitting there, with a perfect body, like she owned the place. Even her hair was perfect. Why? Why must she be perfect?

I tried to look happy that she was there, "Oh, hey there, you must be Diana."

"And you must be Jasmine."

"Yup that's me!"

She looked me up and down, like she was sizing me up. I went to the pantry and grabbed mine and Samir's favorite cereal, Coco Puffs.

"You like Coco Puffs?"

"Yeah, they're my favorite. I love chocolate in general....." I wandered off into my own thoughts. She was looking at me like I did a crime.

Gosh, just because I used to live in the same house as her boyfriend doesn't mean that she has to take it out on me.

I faked a smile and started a normal conversation with her about her shirt, although she seemed like she was bored out of her mind. We were interrupted by a really hot Samir. Was it just me or were his muscles more defined?

"Hey Jaz."

"Hey Samir, I'm going to go get my stuff from my apartment. Rahul should be at work."

"Ok.....Hey Beautiful." Samir went over to Diana and looked into her eyes full of lust and slowly went in to kiss her.

Great, first it was the embarrassing confession, now I have to witness a full make-out session, right in front of my face?! Oh hell nah! This is not going to happen.

I stormed out of the kitchen and into the living room, where I left my bag. I peeked back into the kitchen and thankfully the steam had worn off.

"Hey Samir, can I borrow your car?"

"Uh, yeah..." Why was he blushing?

"Thanks."

"Wait, I'll come with you."

"No, it's fine."

"You must have suitcases and boxes right?"

"Yeah....but I think I can carry them myself...."

"Okay, then it's settled, I'm coming with you."

"Uh...okay."

"But Samiiiir, you were going to help me in the garden." Diana's high pitched annoying voice filled the air.

"Oh, um Jake can help you."

"Okay!" Hmm, she seemed awfully cheerful about that.

~A Few Hours Later~

"You sure that's it?" Samir said as he plopped down in the driver's seat, putting on his seat belt.

"Yup!" I was relieved that we hadn't run into Rahul. That would have been kinda awkward...partly because I was moving out and also because I was with Samir.

"Okay, cool! Let's go!"

"But.....the only problem is that I don't have anywhere to stay....."

"Don't worry. I'm not going to let you sleep on the streets."

"You're too nice."

"I know!"

"Wow, now you have a big ego too? How much have you changed?"

"A good amount."

With that we pulled out of the parking lot and onto the road, that led to my destiny. Yes, okay that was really cheesy. What can I say? I live off of romantic books, movies, quotes etc.

About 10 minutes later, we were pulling into Samir's driveway. We walk into the garage and enter the house. It seems oddly quiet. Our footsteps echo in the halls. I unconsciously step closer to Samir, getting kinda creeped out. It's not good when a house is silent in the movies, most of the times,

Out of nowhere we hear something crash. We both bolt to Samir's room and suddenly stop short. Judging from the expression on Samir's face, He's as equally as shocked as me.