Same bunches of rambling. This is the sequel to The Sleepover.
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything except for Jaz, Shannon and the plot.
The story takes place about 5ish months after the sleepover. School is out so they can go on this road trip.
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Jaz and I headed downstairs to find the whole house deserted. WOW this sucks. They left us in the middle of the night and didn't even say goodbye. I walk over to the side table and found a note taped to it,
Shannon and Jaz,
Thank you for letting us stay, we had a good time, but some things came up and we had to leave early, we hope you understand. Both of you can come visit us anytime, but you should tell us a couple days in advance. Don't want any unwanted deaths to occur.
Hope to see you soon
Michael, Jason, Freddy, Lizard and Goggle
I look up at Jaz and we both get an idea in our crazy heads. This calls for a road trip!
I look down at my bags trying to remember if I got everything. I nod to myself as I bring the bags downstairs sitting them next to the door. Good thing my parents are cool letting Jaz and I venture into the unknown alone.
I grab my keys giving a last look over before, yelling good bye to my parents and heading out the door. I put the key in the ignition and started the engine, texting Jaz that I will be there in a minute. My phone vibrated and I looked down at the text (I know that it is illegal to drive and text but whatever). I sped up reaching Jaz's house in record time. I pulled up in the driveway stopping in front of the dented garage door. (If you have a brother who plays hockey, you will understand.) I get out, walk up to the front door and opened it going up to Jaz's room to find her still packing.
"You were supposed to be done packing before I got here," I tell her grabbing the shirt off the floor and flinging it at her.
"Well I had important things to take care of before I could pack and I was hoping it would take you a little longer to get to my house, speeder," she tells me with a grin zipping her bag. I just smile at her and help her get her bags out the door so we can get going. I put her stuff in the back and start backing up, trying not to hit her retarded dog on the way out.
Now only a few hours before we reach our destination… Camp Crystal Lake.
(Lots of hours later [I lost track after 2 days])
"Are we almost there?"
"Jaz calm down, we have about 30 minutes left before we reach the camp."
"Are you sure? And anyway didn't they say to call first, we could be interrupting something if we just show up there unannounced," Jaz said to me with an uneasy look.
"Yes I'm sure, and how would we reach them, they didn't leave a number and I don't think they will be listed in the phone book. But maybe we should look; do you think they will be listed under: killer, murder or slasher?" I ask her sarcastically turning down the road that said Camp Crystal Lake. She just mumbled something under her breath and went back to staring out the window.
We finally reached the camp after going down a rutted dirt road. I almost ran into a tree and we saw a dead bird laying in the middle of the road. I should really tell Jason to go get this road fixed and to clean up the dead bird. I start offloading everything and notice that there are other people here.
"C'mon Jaz lets go see who it is," I saw pulling Jaz down the trail towards the loud music. I pull Jaz through the undergrowth and was surprised to a dance floor in front of the lake and food everywhere.
"Let's go make friends," I say pulling Jaz yet again over to some people standing near the food. What I was hungry. FIVE hours in a car without any food because the food you packed was eaten by your best friend and there was nowhere to get any food. What does one do? It's not like I could reach down her throat and take it back (even though I was thinking about doing that so that she wouldn't have any food, but I decided against it.)
"Hi, we are camping over in the clearing over there and we heard you so we came to investigate, I hope you don't mind," I say to the guy. He was pretty hot, dark brown hair, straight nose and a little bit of stubble, yep he's hot.
"No, it's ok. You can stay, if you want." He says completely checking Jaz out. I hold in my laugh and push Jaz towards him a little. What do I get for trying to hook her up with someone? Any guesses, a hate filled glare.
"Ok thanks." I turn this time Jaz pulling me towards the lake. I sat down next to her clearly telling something was on her mind.
"What's wrong?" I ask concerned.
"Doesn't Jason kill people when they're like at parties, smoking and drinking? People were already starting to drink and I personally don't want Jason to kill me, cause I am at a party."
"Yeah but what are we going to do? I don't exactly know where he is going to be at. The best place to be as where he is coming, isn't?"
"Sure, I just would feel better if we were with Jason right now," she tells me tossing a rock into the water.
"Well while we are here we are just going to have to enjoy ourselves, ok," I say standing up and walking over to the guy and telling him my friend needed some comfort. He looked really excited when I told him this because he took off with a cup of punch and sat down next to her. I turn away happily; I did my one good deed this month, now I just have to get caught up on the last six months. I grab a slice of pizza and sit down watching all the couples dance. I see Jaz dancing off towards the side of the dance floor with the boy I sent her way. She's a lucky girl, now what would I do if I got some boy to ask me to dance. I get up throwing my trash away when I hear the screaming start.
I turn and see Jason about to bring his machete down on some poor girl, when I see him stop. He cocks his head to one side and sets his machete down. What astonished me most was when he started to move his body with the beat. I am pretty sure my mouth had hit the ground when I saw him doing this. He was dancing; this known and feared killer was dancing at some party. I don't even think that he noticed that all the people seemed to be on the outside and he was the one in the middle. That is until someone hit the radio in the corner and it fell over. What was left was dead silence. The guy started to pick it up instantly and had it up on the stand as Jason lifted his arm. The radio let out some static before it was working again. The machete hit the ground with a bang. Again Jason amazed me when he started to do the disco.
At this I laughed and I think I was the only one who had the balls to do this. He spun around to face me and I waved at him. He walked towards me and everyone moved out of the way. He stopped in front of me and stared me down.
"I thought the note said to call before you came, and if you are here then where might your partner in crime be?" he said looking the way I pointed. Jaz waved to him but they guy paled, couldn't really blame him though. A known killer staring at you scares a lot of people, unless if you're their crazy fangirl, but you still keep your distance just in case.
"Well, you didn't leave a number and I didn't know if you were listed under killer or slasher," I say to him watching as the people start dancing again.
"I'm listed under murder actually," he says without even thinking about it. I laughed at him again. As we were standing there my song came on.
I look around for someone to dance with before I look at Jason and get another idea in my head. I think I should stop with all my crazy ideas before I hurt someone. "C'mon let's dance," I say pulling him out on the dance floor. I put my arms around his neck and we start to sway.
"Hope dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
Winding in and winding out
The shine of it has caught my eye
And roped me in
So mesmerizing, so hypnotizing
I am captivated
I am Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
I swear I knew it all along
And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself
I look up at him and I smile, I have never danced to a slower song with another boy, and you would be surprised to find out how good a dancer Jason was. I wonder if he dances in secret. I set my head down on his chest and listen to his heart beat as we sway back and forth.
So clear
Like the diamond in your ring
Cut to mirror your intentions
Oversized and overwhelmed
The shine of which has caught my eye
And rendered me so isolated, so motivated
I am certain now that
I am Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
I swear I knew it all along
So turn
Up the corners of your lips
Part them and feel my finger tips
Trace the moment, fall forever
Defense is paper thin
Just one touch and I'd be in
Too deep now to ever swim against the current
So let me slip away
So let me slip against the current
So let me slip away
I am Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
I swear I knew it all along
Slight hope
It dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption..."
At the end of the song I look back up and I wished that the song didn't end so soon. It could have gone on for an eternity and I would have never gotten tired of dancing with Jason.
"Thank you for the dance," I say to him trying to hide my blush.
"You're welcome, it was really nice to dance with someone," he says turning and motioning for Jaz to come over. "I think you girls need a place to sleep don't you?"
"That would be nice, I mean we brought like tents but we would rather sleep in a house," I say and watch Jaz nod in agreement.
"Ok, c'mon lets go," he adds gliding down the trail and into the tree line. I just shrug my shoulders and follow him with Jaz close on my heels. We finally catch up with him and when I see his house I am shocked, he lied to us. It isn't a house it is more like a shack, definitely not a house.
"Does it leak," I inquire looking at the sky and the rain clouds.
"Not really, just in some places," he tells us cheerfully and opens the door into the shack. I walk in and sit on his bed.
"Where do we sleep?" I question.
"Well you can sleep on the couch or the floor," he says picking up some blankets and handing them to me. "I have things to do so you can make yourselves comfortable while I'm gone, just don't break anything," he adds and grabs his machete and goes out the door.
"Do you think he would be mad and make us move if he finds us in his bed?" Jaz asks me.
"Nah, but I know I am not sleeping on the floor or that couch, so he will just have to deal with it if he doesn't like it cause I'm not moving," I say laying down on the bed and drifting into sleep.
Ok that was the beginning of the sequel! I hope you enjoyed it. I don't really know what I am going to make them do but if you have any ideas tell me.
The song is Vindicated by Dashboard Confessional and I absolutely don't own it.
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW and if you are bothering to read this I will let Jason give you one cookie per review, but keep in mind that Jason isn't very good with sharing.
