This story probably sucks but oh well. Please send reviews! Alex is owned
by me, Jessie is owned by my Best Friend IceLynx and Derek is owned by me,
that's right, the hotti is all mine! That's all I need to say the rest is
there.
Jessie/Code Name: Breeze/Powers: Teleporting, Phasing /Personality: Tough, gangster-like, very mysterious, and eager to fight/Car: 2002 Jaguar XK Series, Ice Blue/Habits: Smoker, Drinker/Hobbies: Karate, Knife Throwing, Street Racing/Age: 18/Desciption: 5'8", Waist long brown hair with ice blue highlights, bright green eyes, wears tan leather jacket, baggy cargo pants, white tank, black hiking boots, chain necklace with silver skull charm, with matching skull earrings.
Alex/Code Name: Saber/Powers: Mind Reading, Claws, Unlimited Strength/Personality: Tough, Punk/Goth, Biker, Gangsta-Like/Car: 2003 Ford Thunderbird, Red/Habits: Drinking, Picking Fights/Hobbies: Knife Fighting, Street Fighting, Singing /Age: 18/Description: 5'8"1/2, Chin length dirty blond hair with bright red highlights, scarlet eyes, black leather trench coat, red tank top, tight dark blue pants with chains, chunky black platform biker boots, a chain necklace rapped around twice to make a choker, large silver hoops, and a red dragon tattoo between shoulder blades.
Derek /Code Name: Ghost/Powers: Invisibility, Levitation /Personality: Gangsta, Punk/Car: 98 Custom Toyota Supra, Black/Habits: Guns, Car, Knives, Drinker/Hobbies: Part Time DJ, Street Racing, Working on Car Marksmanship/Age: 20 /Description: 6'2", Dirty blond spiked hair with bleached tips, hazel eyes, red vest, blue t-shirt, faded baggy pant, sneakers, one pierced ear.
Ok then, on with the story!
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Alex barged into the bar. Looking around for a moment she spotted the back of the tan leather jacket Jessie always wore. Jessie appeared to be asleep, an empty beer can still in her hand. Alex cursed and marched over to her friend, and sitting next to her she ordered a glass of water. When it came Alex threw it on Jessie's head. The teen jumped, then fell off her stool. She sat up, then groaned and fell over again.
"What the hell am I going to do with you?" Alex muttered. She bent over and grabbed Jessie's jacket. Hauling her upright, Alex half carried half drug Jessie out of the bar and into her red T-Bird. She drove down the streets of L.A. occasionally slapping the still unconscious form of Jessie.
Finally, right as Alex drove into the hospital parking lot, Jessie woke up. She groaned again and sat up in the seat.
"Where am I?" she asked. Alex slapped her lightly.
"You're with me." She replied. She frowned at Jessie. Jessie glared back.
"Why'd you go and bring me here?" she demanded. "I was having a good time!" Alex rolled her eyes.
"I found you passed out at the Elixer." She replied. "God damnit, Jessie! I thought you weren't going to become an alcoholic!"
"I'm not!" Jessie growled. "I just like ta have a few beers once in a while."
"I've found you drunk three times this month!" Alex practically screamed. Jessie groaned again. She was having a hangover, and her best fried screaming in her ear wasn't helping. Then she looked around.
"Why are we at the hospital? Did I kill someone while I was drunk?"
"No, Derek got in a car accident." Alex replied. Jessie sat up immediately.
"Is his car ok?" she asked. Then, as an after thought, she added, "How is he?" Alex sighed.
"He got cut up badly on his forehead, he's in the hospital to get stitches. His car is totaled." Jessie wasn't sure how to take that. She knew Derek would be fine, but his great car was a wreck! She could barley take it, how would he react?
The two girls got out of the car and walked into the hospital. Inside the noise nearly killed Jessie, and she would have left if Alex hadn't grabbed her by her arm and dragged her forward. The two walked into a small room, where Derek was sitting on a bed, a large cut on his forehead. He glared at the girls, but they were used to that. Derek always glared.
"What's wrong with her?" Derek asked, seeing Jessie holding her head.
"Hangover," she muttered.
"I thought you weren't an alcoholic." He replied.
"I'm NOT." Jessie said loudly. "I like to have a few beers once in a while. Kill me."
"They will," Alex said severely. Jessie rolled her eyes. Alex looked worriedly at Derek's cut. "You ok?" she asked.
"My car is smashed." Derek replied.
"Is that all you guys care about!?" Alex yelled.
"Yes," Derek replied. "My car is smashed, I'm pissed about it, and this damn cut is costing me a fortune to stitch up." Alex rolled her eyes and Jessie grinned.
"You gonna get another car?" Jessie asked. Derek looked at her.
"Of course I'm getting another car! A friend in New York found a car that he can't afford, but he told its owner to hold on to it. I'm going there tomorrow to look at it."
"How are you getting across the country in one night?" Alex asked. Derek thought for a moment.
"Can I borrow one of your cars?" He asked. The girls looked at each other.
"No!" they said simultaneously.
"Oh come on girls. Please!"
"No but I'll drive you." Alex replied. Derek thought for a moment, then nodded.
"I'll come to, but I'm taking my car." Jessie said. The three nodded, and the girls stood up.
"I'll pick you up at eight," Alex said, checking her watch on one of her many chains. It was six o clock, that gave everyone two hours to get their stuff. Jessie and Derek nodded.
Jessie and Alex left, and two hours later Alex was waiting for Derek in front of his apartment. He came out and threw a suitcase in her trunk and looked around.
"Where's Jessie got to?" He asked. Alex shrugged. Then, like an answer, they heard the squealing of brakes. They looked up the road as Jessie came barreling down. She slammed on the brakes and skidded to a stop in front of her friends.
"I'm here!" she announced, hopping out of her car. Alex looked at the back seat and spotted a twelve pack. She sighed and picked one up, opening it while getting into the divers seat.
"You better not drink to many of those on the road," she said taking a sip. Jessie looked innocently at her.
"Now why would I do that?" she asked.
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Ok, so, I want to know what you think? Good, Bad? Reviews please!
Jessie/Code Name: Breeze/Powers: Teleporting, Phasing /Personality: Tough, gangster-like, very mysterious, and eager to fight/Car: 2002 Jaguar XK Series, Ice Blue/Habits: Smoker, Drinker/Hobbies: Karate, Knife Throwing, Street Racing/Age: 18/Desciption: 5'8", Waist long brown hair with ice blue highlights, bright green eyes, wears tan leather jacket, baggy cargo pants, white tank, black hiking boots, chain necklace with silver skull charm, with matching skull earrings.
Alex/Code Name: Saber/Powers: Mind Reading, Claws, Unlimited Strength/Personality: Tough, Punk/Goth, Biker, Gangsta-Like/Car: 2003 Ford Thunderbird, Red/Habits: Drinking, Picking Fights/Hobbies: Knife Fighting, Street Fighting, Singing /Age: 18/Description: 5'8"1/2, Chin length dirty blond hair with bright red highlights, scarlet eyes, black leather trench coat, red tank top, tight dark blue pants with chains, chunky black platform biker boots, a chain necklace rapped around twice to make a choker, large silver hoops, and a red dragon tattoo between shoulder blades.
Derek /Code Name: Ghost/Powers: Invisibility, Levitation /Personality: Gangsta, Punk/Car: 98 Custom Toyota Supra, Black/Habits: Guns, Car, Knives, Drinker/Hobbies: Part Time DJ, Street Racing, Working on Car Marksmanship/Age: 20 /Description: 6'2", Dirty blond spiked hair with bleached tips, hazel eyes, red vest, blue t-shirt, faded baggy pant, sneakers, one pierced ear.
Ok then, on with the story!
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Alex barged into the bar. Looking around for a moment she spotted the back of the tan leather jacket Jessie always wore. Jessie appeared to be asleep, an empty beer can still in her hand. Alex cursed and marched over to her friend, and sitting next to her she ordered a glass of water. When it came Alex threw it on Jessie's head. The teen jumped, then fell off her stool. She sat up, then groaned and fell over again.
"What the hell am I going to do with you?" Alex muttered. She bent over and grabbed Jessie's jacket. Hauling her upright, Alex half carried half drug Jessie out of the bar and into her red T-Bird. She drove down the streets of L.A. occasionally slapping the still unconscious form of Jessie.
Finally, right as Alex drove into the hospital parking lot, Jessie woke up. She groaned again and sat up in the seat.
"Where am I?" she asked. Alex slapped her lightly.
"You're with me." She replied. She frowned at Jessie. Jessie glared back.
"Why'd you go and bring me here?" she demanded. "I was having a good time!" Alex rolled her eyes.
"I found you passed out at the Elixer." She replied. "God damnit, Jessie! I thought you weren't going to become an alcoholic!"
"I'm not!" Jessie growled. "I just like ta have a few beers once in a while."
"I've found you drunk three times this month!" Alex practically screamed. Jessie groaned again. She was having a hangover, and her best fried screaming in her ear wasn't helping. Then she looked around.
"Why are we at the hospital? Did I kill someone while I was drunk?"
"No, Derek got in a car accident." Alex replied. Jessie sat up immediately.
"Is his car ok?" she asked. Then, as an after thought, she added, "How is he?" Alex sighed.
"He got cut up badly on his forehead, he's in the hospital to get stitches. His car is totaled." Jessie wasn't sure how to take that. She knew Derek would be fine, but his great car was a wreck! She could barley take it, how would he react?
The two girls got out of the car and walked into the hospital. Inside the noise nearly killed Jessie, and she would have left if Alex hadn't grabbed her by her arm and dragged her forward. The two walked into a small room, where Derek was sitting on a bed, a large cut on his forehead. He glared at the girls, but they were used to that. Derek always glared.
"What's wrong with her?" Derek asked, seeing Jessie holding her head.
"Hangover," she muttered.
"I thought you weren't an alcoholic." He replied.
"I'm NOT." Jessie said loudly. "I like to have a few beers once in a while. Kill me."
"They will," Alex said severely. Jessie rolled her eyes. Alex looked worriedly at Derek's cut. "You ok?" she asked.
"My car is smashed." Derek replied.
"Is that all you guys care about!?" Alex yelled.
"Yes," Derek replied. "My car is smashed, I'm pissed about it, and this damn cut is costing me a fortune to stitch up." Alex rolled her eyes and Jessie grinned.
"You gonna get another car?" Jessie asked. Derek looked at her.
"Of course I'm getting another car! A friend in New York found a car that he can't afford, but he told its owner to hold on to it. I'm going there tomorrow to look at it."
"How are you getting across the country in one night?" Alex asked. Derek thought for a moment.
"Can I borrow one of your cars?" He asked. The girls looked at each other.
"No!" they said simultaneously.
"Oh come on girls. Please!"
"No but I'll drive you." Alex replied. Derek thought for a moment, then nodded.
"I'll come to, but I'm taking my car." Jessie said. The three nodded, and the girls stood up.
"I'll pick you up at eight," Alex said, checking her watch on one of her many chains. It was six o clock, that gave everyone two hours to get their stuff. Jessie and Derek nodded.
Jessie and Alex left, and two hours later Alex was waiting for Derek in front of his apartment. He came out and threw a suitcase in her trunk and looked around.
"Where's Jessie got to?" He asked. Alex shrugged. Then, like an answer, they heard the squealing of brakes. They looked up the road as Jessie came barreling down. She slammed on the brakes and skidded to a stop in front of her friends.
"I'm here!" she announced, hopping out of her car. Alex looked at the back seat and spotted a twelve pack. She sighed and picked one up, opening it while getting into the divers seat.
"You better not drink to many of those on the road," she said taking a sip. Jessie looked innocently at her.
"Now why would I do that?" she asked.
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