When Pam got home from Kmart, she realized that today was the day her cousins came over. That pissed Pam off. It pissed he off alot. Of course you have the one who she likes, and dosen't mind hanging out with, but then you have the bitch, the queen bee, what ever you wanna call her. That one cousin always had the latest designer clothes and was a total it-girl. It just pissed Pam off. That cousin was only 15, but Pam was jealous. That cousin was everything Pam wanted to be at that age. But no, Pam was the head banger. Instead of who ever was the biggest pop star, Pam would be rocking out to Ozzy. In stead of wearing whatever clothes were on the top of the fashion lists, Pam wore her jeans and band shirts. Pam didn't go shopping every weekend, she'd be lucky if she went to the mall once a month.
"Jason honey, the asses are comin over." Pam said, hugging her son, crying. "Mommy, it's okay. Don't cry, can't we just tell em to leave? Pleaze Mommy! I HATE THEM! DON'T LET EM COME!" Jason screamed.
Last time the cousins were over, the teased Jason so much, that he locked him self in a closet. "Well honey, let me get some clothes for us together,and get your teddy, and let's spend the night at a motel. They will just think were on vacation and will leave. Come on baby, let's go." Pam said, grabbing random clothes and throwing them into a duffel bag.
Luckily for Pam and Jason they made it out just in time. Pam felt like she needed to puke.
"Jason, baby, do you think I'm a failer? I mean compared to Jakie, do you think I suck?" Pam asked, comparing her self to her it girl cousin Jakie.
"No way Mommy! Your prettier, nicer, funnier, and you are so much better than her!" Jason said from the back seat.
"Aww thanks baby." Pam said over the blaring Winger.
Maybe Pam was the lucky one, she had her little baby who loved her. To Jason, his mommy was the world.
Pam drove around to alot of diffrent towns. Yeah she saw motels, but she wanted to make this like a vacation for Jason. Pam had money to burn and a bitch to run from.
Then after Pam drove around for about an hour, she stopped at a motel, and checked in.
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"Look, my specail, specail little boy! Look, this is where were gonna be staying for a few nights!" Pam said, as she walked into the room.
"It's pretty. Can I sleep with you?" Jason asked. "Yes, sweetie." Pam said, kissing her son.
But Pam knew all good things don't say that way for long. And that package came in spandex pants, go go boots and a concert shirt.
Pam saw Kat through the window. Shit. Pam thought to her self.
Is anything going right for her? Is anything? What's next, is Jason goning to get sick? Pam was not getting lucky. She just held her son and cryed.
This beats hanging with bitch girl. I'd rather hang out with George Lynch obsessed sleaze teen than Jakie. I can some what relate to Kat. So alone in this world, being picked on by ass holes like Jakie. I wonder if Jakie and Kat know each other, goodness I hope Kat gave Jakie a peice of mind. Jakie deserves it. But still I get a sleazy feeling from Kat. But who am I to talk? Six years ago I was like that, alone, scared, metal head. Dreams crushed. If I was Kat, I'd live in the fantasy world too. I mean if her life is that bad, where she has to pretend she's dating George Lynch, well so be it. Let it be her world. Pam thought to her self.
Pam really couldn't blame Kat at all. Pam knew what it was like to be a metal head, an outcast. And it really hurt Pam that girls like Jakie think they own the whole damn world just because they have $75.00 jeans. No, why is it so hard for people like that to shop at Kmart or Wal Mart?
But then again, Pam had a feeling that Kat wants to hurt Jason, because Elias put her up to it. Probally conned Kat into doing that by using a Dokken meet and greet pass.
But then Pam hurd a crash aganst the wall.
"JASON! ARE YOU OKAY?" Pam said, rushing over to the crying five year old. Jason nodded his head yes. But Pam knew something was wrong. She knew these things.
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END CHAPTER NOTES: Okay, I wrote this chapter when I found out my cousins were comin over, one of them is a total it girl, and I always feel like well trash around her, because she always has nothing but designer stuff on. Even when I do wear my one Ed Hardy shirt, I still feel like trash, because well she has designer head to toe, where as I could be wearing Wal Mart pants or whatever. And well I'm a metal head, so yeah, I'm making Pam like me, because Pam rules. Best female movie charater ever!
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