When Jealousy Strikes

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Chapter 2: Creepy Connie Returns.. But Not For the Same Reason as Before...

Luke's POV:

New York City, 2:45 P.M., Saturday, June 31st

I noticed Jessie sitting on the couch with her makeup box open. THIS was the PERFECT time to mess with her. I jogged down the steps and ran to the couch. "Hey, Jessie! Wanna play a board game with me and Ravi? I'll let you win…," I winked at her, a smirk on my face. "Um… About that… Luke, I kinda have a date with George, so…," I cut her off. "GEORGE? Who is this "GEORGE"?" I figured if I played dumb (Emma doesn't call it "playing"… what an asshole -_-), she might pay more attention to me.

"You met him yesterday. He was that tall redheaded man with a little beard," Jessie said, trying to "remind" me. I shook my head and looked upset. She bent down to my height and said, "Luke, you're a big boy now. You have to learn how to control your anger." "I AM!" I yelled, I stomped my foot. She looked at me as if to say, "REALLY?" I frowned then said, "OK… Maybe not." "Luke, I trust you. Now, Emma's going to a party tonight, so I need you to watch over your siblings. Luke, DO NOT BE LAZY…," she said. "I won't. I got it… What will you give me in return? A kiss?" I said. I leaned in for one, but she put her hand over my mouth. "NO. Try 10 bucks AND trust," she said. I frowned. "That's not fun…," I said. She rolled her eyes and sighed impatiently. "Ugh, OK. AND a kiss on the cheek," she said. I smiled. "THAT'S more like it! Have fun on your date, Jessie!" I said. I hugged her, then ran over to the elevator and pressed the button vigorously.

Jessie gave me a weird look and said, "OK. I'm gonna ignore the fact that you're acting like a chimpanzee on drugs, and leave the room." She grabbed her things and walked out the door, leaving her makeup box open on the coffee table.

I turned around and saw Ravi, Emma, and Zuri looking at me. "Luke…?" Emma started. "Yes, Emma?" I answered, a smile on my face. "Why are you smiling so much?" she asked. "Oh, nothing…," I said. "You don't smile unless there's a reason," Zuri said. "OK. There IS a reason… I'm just not gonna tell you," I said. I turned and ran up the stairs to my room.

No POV:

"I know what he's thinking," Ravi said. "What?" Emma asked. "He's going to do the sabotaging Jessie's date with that redhead Rapunzel," Ravi said. "So, again… Should we call the cops AHEAD of time?" Zuri asked. "No, Zuri… I wanna record whatever he does. It'll be payback for putting Glow In The Dark goo in my acne cream," Emma said. She grumbled something under breath, then smiled and said, "See ya!" She pushed the elevator button, and stepped it. The doors closed, leaving Zuri and Ravi in the living room alone. "You know… Sometimes I think she's bipolar," Zuri said. "I've been thinking the same thing," Ravi said. They walked up the stairs, and started talking.

Luke's POV:

I was in my room. A notebook was open on my desk. Crumpled up pieces of paper were scattered on the floor around my chair. "NO!" I yelled. I threw another crumpled paper at the garbage can. I missed. I said, "UGH. My aim SUCKS," then turned back to the desk.

All of a sudden, the door opened quickly. "Oh my gosh, Luke! This place is a MESS!" a familiar voice yelled. I looked at the door slowly. "Creepy Connie?" I said slowly. "Yes, Luke. Creepy Connie," she said. "What are YOU doing here?" I asked. "Well, Emma called me over to watch over you," she leaned in to me and whispered, "She must have REALLY BAD trust issues." I nodded and said, "She does. She doesn't even trust me with her makeup box." I paused, then said, "MAKEUP BOX! THAT'S IT!" I quickly turned back to my desk, picked up my pen, and started writing like crazy. "What do you mean?" she asked. "I don't know yet, but it WILL include Science and Chemistry… And NO. By Chemistry, I don't mean you and me…," she cut me off. "YOU? And ME? Eww, gross. I like RAVI now, you Silly Goose," she said. She poked my nose and smiled. I nervously smiled back. "Riiiiiiiggghhhtt….," I said.

"OK. When Jessie is going on her next date, she'll start putting on makeup. NOW, George, Jessie's boyfriend, looks like one of those guys who think looks are everything. SO, I'll put chemicals in Jessie's makeup box, causing her face to blow up. THEN I'll use the CURE and fix her face, not to be rude. But before that I have to frame George… How am I gonna do that?" I asked. I tapped my chin with my pen and groaned again. "Luke… Calm down. Jessie is a WOMAN. She's way too old for you," Connie said. (She's not THAT creepy anymore.) "I don't know, Not-So-Creepy Connie," I said. She rolled her eyes half-heartedly. "Luke, I think I can help you out here," she said. I looked at her, a smile on my face. "REALLY? You'd do that for ME?" I asked. "Of course. We're buddies, right?" she asked. I smiled and nodded. "Yeah," I said. She smiled, and started walking towards the door.

"Oh, and Connie?" I said. She turned around. "Yeah?" she answered. "If things don't work out with me and Jessie… I guess I'll move on to you," I said. (I'm tricking her here. XD You'll see…) "Luke… gross. I said I like Ravi… Get over yourself, man," she said. She left the room and I listened closely. "YES!" she whispered. It sounded like she fist-pumped the air. "Score one for little girl!" she whispered. Then I heard her feet stomp down the stairs.

You know… Maybe Connie's not so creepy after all. Maybe she's just… Got…. LUKE FEVER! OOH, LUKE FEVER! XD

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~ theclique34 :3