Chapter 11: Can you stand the heat?
A/N For those who STILL want to know about how I up-date 'fast' it's because I write them quickly though I just decided not to post the Chapters 11 to 14 that I first wrote (Monday) and write this, inspired by a review someone left.
For those who would've liked Jesse in this fic, sorry but I felt more like writing about "Paulie". If you want a fanfic featuring Jesse then there's French Lessons for Suze, a bit less Paulie but you never know… muhahaha!
R&R please, read on…
SPOV
I'm sorry, but what is with Paul? So what, Kelly got burned! If she can't stand a bit of embarrassment, what is she staying with Paul for? It's like constantly being with a walking source of humiliation!
And now he's staring at Jack like he's a freaking zombie, and he's glaring at me because I laughed at his precious bitchy Kelly… how touchy!
The guy is seriously getting on my nerves and just to make matters worse I'm sure he just conjured up a storm… bloody Slater temper!
PPOV
Suze just won't give me a break! She just can't lay low and give me a moment to think of something else but her precious self… And Jack isn't helping.
And to make things worse, a bloody storm cracked and Suze is glaring daggers at me, Jack looks like he's about to faint –the kid can't take criticism- and Grandpa Gork is yelling at mad at the T.V because a commercial just disrupted his intense watching of his favorite T.V series… this is bloody swell.
SPOV
Paul just BLOODY GROANED! Sure he like uh, didn't groan that way, like EWWW! But still, he groaned in frustration at his little brother and me! What's that for? I mean, is it our fault that Kelly Prescott is such a sensitive soul? I mean, some of the ghosts I met took their deaths better than she takes a freaking little glitch in her life! God, if I were him I would be laughing along and thinking what a pathetic girl Prescott is… not yelling at well, ME!
So I thought that it was best to be honest and give Paulie dear a piece of my mind…
"God Paul, no need to be so pissed with us…it's not our fault that Kelly dearest can't take a bit of heat…" Seriously, where does he get off?
"Suze, why don't you pay attention to some things that actually CONCERN you?" Okay whatever... I was here and he was GLARING at me, think that DOES make it MY business… what a putz!
"Uh, you're yelling at your brother and glaring at me, so yeah, my business Paulie!" I know, BITCHY, but uh, SLATER?
"Well Simon, why am I such a problem to you now, it seemed as though you appreciated my company when I helped you clean the dishes last night…" And the bastard actually GRINNED! OH, so going down Slater!
"I'm afraid you got the wrong impression, I've met people who clean dishes much better than you…" So I lied, are YOU gonna blame me? He was acting like a jerk and he had asked Kelly to come over to his place just after making out with me the other night! I'm not jealous but DAMN I wanna kick his ass!
And he thinks that he can get away with yelling at me? I don' think so…
So being ME I walked away from him with a flick of my hair and a snappy turn on my flicking Jimmy Choo shoes.
But when I opened the door thunder struck… and NO not on me!
