I know I haven't updated into ages. I'm soo sorry :, ( So as a late xmas and new year's prezzie. Here are two new ones!
They were done in a bit of a rush as I just wanted to show I hadn't forgetten you all! Apologies to mistakes in American school grades. I am British.
Hope you enjoy.
Shoplifting
"Ah come on gorgeous. Give a girl a break!" these were the…pleas would be the supposed word, if they hadn't been coming out of a girl with the confidence of ten. Her pink streaks shimmered in the light of the blue and red lights as she was walked towards the car. "I've got a pop quiz in Geometry tomorrow…actually you know what I'll come with."
The police man scoffed and shoved her into the back of the car. He'd just been about to go home when he'd got the call of a teenage girl shoplifting at…rather oddly a food store. But he ignored that and merely got into the front grumbling, before driving off.
"Aaagh!" Jessica threw herself against the bars before settling onto the cold concrete seat. "Well just my luck. I just wanted something to eat but junior had to catch me and call 911."
"Well that is the normal procedure." Jessica's head shot up to see a young red headed man standing outside her cell, only a year or so older than her. She'd seen him around school as a senior when she came up. His blue eyes appeared to be laughing at her, and the grin on his face did nothing to oppose that opinion. "Great." Jess muttered, "An optimistic"
That didn't seem to offend him at all, in fact he merely chuckled. "So what's the story behind you then? Most teenagers steal make up and clothes. Not spaghetti and pasta sauce." Jess smiled morbidly. "Those kind of teenagers are just trying to rebel against their parents. Not trying to keep on surviving."
This seemed to throw the guard and he stared thoughtfully at her for a minute. Jessica kept his gaze for a minute before staring at her boots. She did like her boots. They'd been a gift from an ex boyfriend called Seymour. But he'd been too sweet and they'd split up a year or so ago. The sound of jangling followed by scraping caught her attention and she looked up to find the cell door half open and then guard with his hand out. "Come on."
She gaped for a while before smirking, "Won't you get into trouble for letting me go? I'm a criminal now you know?" The man laughed loudly before sobering suddenly and staring at her. "The charges have been dropped against you. And I doubt it I am the mayor's son. This is just experience. Besides I have a way of you repaying me. I know a restaurant that does an amazing Italian." And the smile was back.
Jess stared then smiled at him genuinely for the first time. "Go on then, though if you know an even better French place, you know, hinthintnudgenudge." And she took the hand and walked with him.
R&R!