She suddenly stopped laughing, and talked very solemnly and quietly. “Jazzmyn, why do you think I don’t have a boyfriend?â€?
I studied her for a second. She had long, silky, hazelnut brown hair, a perfect, dazzling smile, and bright blue eyes.
“I honestly don’t know,â€? I was curious myself. Why doesn’t she have a boyfriend? Why don’t I? I had a rush inside my head. I would just like to say, even though I hate when rushes in my head happen, it happens a lot.