I hope you like the first chapter.
"Jasper!" I whined in a baby-like voice. "Will you ride to school with me today? I don't want to drive there all alone."
"Sure thing Emmett."
"Yay!" I cheered.
We pranced out to my jeep and Jasper climbed into the passenger seat. I pecked Rose on the cheek and hopped happily into the driver's seat.
"Hey Jazz, let's go to that gas station with the little old lady that steals everyone's money." I said excitedly.
"She works there. She is supposed to take people's money. It's part of her job, Em. But we should go quickly unless you want to flirt with the principal again so we can get to class."
"But you did that last time." I chuckled.
"So? It's your turn." Jasper pouted and crossed is arms over his chest.
"Maybe! But either way we're going to visit my little old lady."
I drove faster towards the gas station with the little old lady behind the money desk. We got there not too long after we left the house, and we got out of the jeep and walked through the single wooden door.
"Hello, how may I help you?" She asked as I walked towards the desk.
"STELLA!" I yelled. And yes, I prank old ladies too. It's funny. "Is it really you Stella! I haven't seen you in ages!"
"My name isn't Stella." The lady told me worriedly.
"Okay. I'm sorry." I walked closer and cupped her small wrinkly hand in between my large muscle-built hands. "Grandma, would you like me to fill out your nursing home papers yet? Your amesia is becoming worse. You can't even remember your own name."
Jasper kept laughing in the back of the store. He was pretending to be a separate customer. The old lady gave me that whole 'psychopath' look. Why do I always get that look from people?
Another man walked in through the wooden door.
"Hello, how may I help you?" The little old lady asked him.
"Don't mind my grandma. She has amesia. She doesn't know what she's saying." I said in sorrow. I've always been a really good actor.
"I'm all set ma'am. Just looking around." The man said.
Jasper walked towards the man from the back of the small store. "Like, oh my gosh! George! My long lost love! I missed you so much!"
The man Jasper said to be George stared at fim for a few moments before replying. "I'm Jeff. Do I know you?"
"I knew it was you Jeff!" I screetched throwing my arms around him, leaving grandma all alone.
"Do I know you?" Jeff asked hugging me back. It was awkwardly pleasant.
"Do you know me! Of course you know me! I love you boyfriend!"
Jasper grabbed the hood to my sweatshirt and pulled me out of the hug. Jeff tried to keep his hold on me but accidently let go. He seemed mad.
"Stop that!" He yelled.
"Are you jealous Jazzy? I can hug you later." I winked.
"I don't want you to fucking hug me!"
Something caught our attention in the back of the store. Something large and black., It was there for one second, but then it was gone. It must have been a figment of our imaginations. But I know I saw something.
I walked to the back of the store holding Jazzy's hand…and there it was…
To be continued…
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