Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism

Chapter 698 Hanging out at Mystique

Liam said, "I've never seen Hade interested in anyone before. I think he's just curious about Violeta right now-probably more interest than actual feelings. But if they do end up together, it wouldn't be bad for your families." Zoren thought about Liam's words for a moment before turning to Jasper, who was still leaning against the railing. "Jas, what do you think?"

Jasper unscrewed his bottle, took a sip, and then casually tossed the empty bottle into the distant trash can with perfect accuracy.

He leaned back against the railing, looking at them.

"I don't know. But if Hade likes her, I think that's great. It's been years he deserves someone by his side. As his friend, I'd be happy for him."

Zoren let out a laugh and walked over to stand beside Jasper.

"Exactly, I feel the same way.

"We've been best friends for so long-I just want someone who understands him."

Liam didn't argue and shrugged. "Fair enough. I've got no problem with that."

Zoren grinned, "Maybe we should invite Vio to join our tennis club. That way, we can all keep an eye on her. After all, she's my cousin, and my mom keeps reminding me to look out for her at school."

He turned to Jasper. "What do you think? You're the club president."

"No problem," Jasper replied.

getting late. Are you guys going to Mystique tonight?

shook his head. "Not

My mom's been keeping me on

going on with your family,

kind of trouble over in Harbor City.

"What?"

almost choked on

Jasper looked a little surprised. "What's

details, but I'm pretty sure it's real. They're probably getting a paternity test done or something. Right now, they're still over in Harbor City." Zoren looked at him in disbelief. "Liam, when did this happen? Your parents aren't getting divorced,

leave, even if

on the shoulder. "If you

nod. "Thanks. I'm out

"See you."

Jasper headed to Mystique, as usual. A few of his friends had put together a small

while the others chatted excitedly about some new girls at the bar. Some students from the

around him, he could hear the guys debating which girl

smoking a cigarette. His dark eyes were partially hidden by the rising smoke. He stayed silent, and no one really knew what was

the glass in anger, no one

learned their lesson