Jazamyne hated the fact that she had been alone for so long. The school she had gone to since elementary school was a small one, and the cliques there were impossible to penetrate. The only friend she had ever had was her cousin, Jaycen.
Ah, Jaycen. He was one of those bipolar kids who would be acting like a hyper little kid one moment, and be serious and stoic the next. His hair color seemed to be bipolar as well...it was constantly being dyed different colors, so often, in fact, that it was hard for Jazamyne to keep up. At the moment, it was his natural dark brown; he was allowing his hair time to recover from an 'incident' in which the lady dying it had gone too harsh with the dye and his hair had become stiff, brittle, and nearly fallen out. Luckily, his hair had survived, but he was waiting to dye it for a while.
What Jazamyne really wanted, however, was a boyfriend. She was sick of being the only girl at school that didn't have one. Of course, she never would have dated in the way that other girls did, having a new guy every week. She was looking for actual love. It was the reason she hadn't dated anyone yet, despite the offers she had gotten when traveling for various vacations. She didn't want a short-term, just for fun relationship. She wanted something lasting, something that was real.
But she wasn't so sure whether or not it was ever going to happen. After all, she had just turned eighteen, and was a senior in high school. If it hadn't happened by now...would it ever?
"Hey, Jazzy, you off in la-la land again?"
The familiar voice of her cousin broke through her thoughts, and Jazzy flipped him the finger as she glared at him. "Geez, can't you ever just let me daydream in peace?"
Jaycen shook his head. "Nah, you weren't daydreaming." He said matter-of-factly. "When you daydream, you get this happy, goofy smile as you stare off into space. Sometimes you start drooling." Ignoring Jazamyne's glare, he continued. "This was more of a...unhappy type of look. Everything okay?" The teasing tone dropped as he put an arm around his cousin's shoulder.
Ever since Jazzy's father had died when she was around five years old, her mother had been in close contact with her sister, Jaycen's mother, as a support system. Because of that, Jaycen and Jazzy had grown up together, and were incredibly close. Which meant that Jazzy couldn't hide anything from him, nor did she want to, really.
"I was just thinking about my future," she lied. "College and stuff. But c'mon, we're gonna be late for school." She led him towards the school bus, where they sat as near to the back as they could, hoping to actually escape the torment and teasing from other students.
((Ooc - feel free to jump in! You can either be a student whose gone to their school for awhile, or a new transfer. If you'd like to be a romance interest for either Jaycen or Jazamyne, go ahead! Jaycen is bisexual, so either a girl or a guy for him, and Jazamyne is straight. Anyways...join?)