Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

“Jasmine,” Jasmine’s classmates surrounded them.

Jasmine held Boyce’s hand tightly. She whispered, “My classmates are a little over-friendly. You might not be used to it.”

Boyce held Jasmine’s hand back as a reply. He can deal with a bunch of college kids.

Boyce was the tallest guy among Jasmine’s classmates. He was an attention-grabber.

Jasmine introduced Boyce to her classmates, “This is…”

“Your husband,” one of the classmates finished Jasmine’s sentence. Then, she sized Boyce up and sighed, “No wonder Jasmine wanted to get married before graduation. She was afraid that someone might take him away if she didn’t get married earlier.”

“I wanted to get married earlier. I was afraid that Jasmine got taken away if I was late,” Boyce said.

“Aww…”

A few of Jasmine’s classmates teased them.

Jasmine pouted and looked at Boyce.

Jasmine felt warm and happy when she heard Boyce said that.

“Stop teasing us,” Jasmine smiled. She pointed at the girl who teased them just now and said to Boyce, “She’s Isabel Hopkins, my roommate.”

“Hi,” Boyce greeted.

Then, Jasmine introduced all her classmates to Boyce. At the end of the session, Boyce said, “Thanks for taking care of Jasmine. Please continue to look after her.”

Jasmine’s classmates replied, “We’re classmates and also friends. We should do that. Furthermore, we didn’t really take care of her.”

A guy named Hammer Baker said, “Let’s go over there. There’s food there. We brought a lot of stuff here when we know we’re coming camping.”

All of them followed Hammer.

Jasmine purposely stayed behind the crowd. She slowed Boyce down and whispered, “Are you feeling alright?”

Jasmine knew Boyce was an introvert. However, her classmates were extroverts. They liked to joke around, and Jasmine was worried that Boyce wouldn’t feel comfortable around them.

come camping. They might be watching television at home,

was no use crying

classmates looked friendly. I’m fine

Jasmine smiled.

you guys chatting about? Come over. Chat at home, please. We’re all single here. Don’t rub it in our

Boyce walked over. Her classmates spared seats for them. An electrical lantern was set up beside. It

meat was placed on

was a working adult, while Jasmine’s classmates were college students. They respectfully greeted Boyce. Hammer held a can of Sprite and Coke and asked Boyce, “Boyce, which one

“I’m

Hammer said, “Then, Coke?”

Boyce agreed.

about stuff in school and what they were going to work as in the future. Boyce couldn’t join

them. He felt sentimental looking

had passed

about Boyce. Sometimes, she would touch him

so into our conversation, and we’ve forgotten

“What game?”

‘Truth or

“Sure, sure.”

One person turned the spoon twice, and two people who got pointed by the spoon would have to play ‘Paper, Scissors, Stone’. The one who lost would have to

and Jasmine to get picked, but the pointer missed them during the first two rounds of

the game. The guy lost at the ‘Paper, Scissors, Stone’. So, Elaine asked him, “How

answered honestly,

have four ex-girlfriends? I haven’t even

have four ex-girlfriends? Did you start dating at sixteen? A girlfriend a year, so total

The guy laughed.

“Alright. Let’s continue.”

game. Elaine muttered, “I should

ask the other

ask questions about a person’s privacy. It was important to entertain

like an elder in the group. Jasmine’s classmates didn’t dare to overstep. They didn’t

and another

at ‘Paper, Scissors,

guys glanced at Boyce. He smiled and asked Jasmine, “Tell us the truth. Who did you have your first