Jessi's Pop Song
Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.
Looking at the fragile little stick in her hands that seemed so simple, so useless and yet so vital to her life. It was just a stick you peed on – it was below important and…
Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.
No way…
Not now…
Not ever…
Not me…
Jessi sat on her bed, tired and exhausted from the night she's had. Kyle lays next to her on the bed and they lay horizontal to each other with their hands just so close from being held.
"I don't want to sleep…" Jessi said in her sleepy voice.
"Then don't," Kyle begged as he edged closer to her.
"I wont," Jessi told him and rested her head down on a pillow. "How did I do anyway?" She asked as her eyes closed.
"You did great," Kyle assured her as he brushed his fingers through her hair.
"Hmmm…"
"I'm not going anywhere with you, you pshyco!" Knight exclaimed.
"You don't have too," Kyle said as he arrived from behind Knight in the darkness only to scare the poor man more.
"What the hell?" He panted as his hands reached for his gun only for it to be pointed at the back of his head.
"Don't," Foss told him.
Lori and Declan just stand by their lockers, waiting for the first bell to ring and at the same time wishing it won't. Declan see's Kyle walk in with Jessi, he's never known Kyle to be late.
"Since when does Kyle arrive this late?"
"Hmm?" Lori asks as she turns around to see what Declan's eyes notice. "Oh yeah, he and Jessi are practically attached at the hip, wait no – the other day Kyle and Josh played G-Force, Jessi wasn't there."
"That was me."
"Oh, well," Lori tried hard to think. "Kyle and I still talk, at dinner and we hang out at the hut and everything sometimes, but then Jessi comes along…"
"Same here."
They both looked at Jessi and Kyle again.
"You take Jessi, I'll take Kyle," Declan told Lori and they set off.