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Chapter Four
"Hi'ya
sweet heart," Race replied embracing his rigid daughter as she and Jonny
walked into the kitchen. " How was your day?"
"Fine,"
she replied dryly as she let her book bag fall into the kitchen chair.
"My day was fine too," Jonny
added. " Thanks for asking."
"How was
your test?" Dr. Quest's voice was stern and low enough to give Jessie chills of
fear even though she got an A on her test.
"On
second thought," Jonny inched backwards. " You don't really need the details of
my day. It wasn't like I slugged bad guys or saved the president kind of
a day."
"Hmmm,"
Dr. Quest turned to Jessie. " You have an interesting phone message on the
machine."
"What do
you mean?" Jessie looked over to her dad as he stifled a laugh.
"Seems god
called," Race smiled at his confused daughter. " The message is still
there. Go hear it for yourself."
"Let me
guess," Jonny sank into his seat and prepared to show his dad his less then
impressive test. " God is a woman?"
"Enough
from you." Dr. Quest silenced him. " Let's see your test."
Jessie
smiled as she heard Jonny groan. She walked into the study and shut the
door. Jonny always made things seem worse then they actually were.
It was his way of keeping himself from being grounded. A C+ wasn't bad but if
he acted like it was, then Dr. Quest would take it easy on him and give him a
warning.
Jonny,
you're such a clown. Jessie sighed. She could be just as guilty of
the same thing so she didn't have much room to criticize.
"This is god
calling Jessica Bannon. The end is near and the anniversary of last
supper is taking place this weekend. Be there. I'll sit you next to
Judas. Someone needs to keep an eye on that guy. Later!"
Jessie
smiled. Claire. Claire hated the answering machine.
"Claire?"
Jonny asked as he snuck into the room.
"Yes,"
Jessie replied without looking at him. She was still mad at him and
didn't want him to forget it.
"Why are
you so mad?" Jonny ventured to ask. He lay down on couch and looked
at her with his tired blue eyes, as she stood motionless by the phone.
"I don't
know," she answered shortly. " It's been a weird day. How did your dad handle
your C+?"
"He was
thrilled." Jonny closed his eyes. "I've been given a warning. He threatened to
limit our time in Quest world."
"Our
time?" Jessie crossed her arms and squinted her eyes. "How did I get dragged
into this? I got an A!"
"With
Hadji in India, who else is going to go into Quest world with you? Our
Dads?" Jonny propped himself up on his elbows and the afternoon sun
struck him across the face, making his blue eyes electric. Jessie looked down.
"Why did
I have to get punished too?" Jessie shook her head and picked up the
phone.
"What did
Claire say?" Jonny asked as she dialed.
"I'm
about to find out," Jessie mumbled.
"Hello?"
Claire's voice was bright and upbeat.
"Hi, It's
Jess." Jessie wrapped her finger around the cord. " I'm looking for god."
"Ah! I'm
having a party tomorrow night! REAL last minute but hey, I don't know
when my mom is going out of town for sure until she goes. Bring chips and
dip!" Claire talked without breathing. Jessie could just imagine
her friend's glowing eyes and smiling face as she spoke. "It's a theme
party! I had a Molly Ringwald weekend last week and I decided 'Hey, it
isn't my fault I was too busy growing up in the eighties and couldn't enjoy
it. I'll just do it now.' Do you know how much fun this will
be? I'm dressing the part tomorrow for school. Can you make it?"
"Eighties flashback?" Jessie raised
her thin brows and smiled.
"Not a flashback.
I hate that word. Sounds like a bunch of yuppies trying to relive their
early years." Claire sighed. " I'm simply taking an evening to enjoy the
music and the style. Honestly I think I can only stand to listen to the
'one hit wonders' that was the eighties music for an hour or so. It's
more for the dressing up."
"We'll be
there," Jessie looked over to Jonny as he eyed her curiously at the parts of
the conversation he did hear. " Chips and dip. I'll come over early and
help you set up."
"Well, I
have 'Barbie' in two of my classes." Claire's tone changed as she became more
serious and somewhat bitter. " The really sick thing is she's a nice girl so I
already invited her to my party. I figured her being there would
automatically insure more then
half the male populace at our school. Marie or Maria, what ever she wants
to be called."
"I don't
have her in any of my classes." Jessie looked over to Jonny who eyed her
curiously. "Jonny's sort of run into her though."
"WHAT?" Claire's voice cracked.
" I'm taking 'Barbie' down."
"I mean
he literally ran into her," Jessie tried not to laugh. She was
only beginning to realize how serious Claire's crush on Jonny was. " He was
running late as usually and was rushing to meet me. He completely knocked
her off her feet."
"Maybe she'll
get a cold and not make it," Claire mumbled.
"Don't
worry about it," Jessie assured. " I don't think you have anything to worry
about. Nobody wants him anyway."
"I know
that was about me," Jonny muttered.
"I can
take her," Claire replied dryly with sarcasm. " I'll see you tomorrow."
"Later."
Jessie hung up the phone and smiled.
"What's
up?" Jonny asked as Jessie place the phone down.
"Just
Claire," She smiled and played with the end of her shining red hair. "We're
going to her party tomorrow night. It's a last minute kind of
thing. No parents so be careful with what you say to our dads."
"Tomorrow?"
Jonny sat up and shook his head. " That doesn't give me anytime to find a
date."
"There
isn't enough time for you," Jessie muttered under her breath. "Besides,
you would break Claire's heart."
Jessie
laid on her back on her bed and stared at the ceiling. Her mind was back
on what she heard when she eased dropped on the conversation Michael and Randy
were having with their exclusive looking group. She was just about to
fall asleep when the phone rang and jerked her awake.
"Hello?"
Jessie whispered softly.
Jonny sat
up when he heard the phone ring. His dad had been pretty strict about the
phone calls stopping at ten. There was only one ring. Jessie must have gotten. He relaxed
and laid back down on his bed. A soft knock at the door brought him quickly to
his feet.
Jessie stood there in her T-shirt and
short shorts. Jonny tried not to stare at her soft skin. The darkness
in her large green eyes alerted him and brought him back from his distraction.
"It was
Claire," Jessie whispered. " Randy is in the hospital. He had an accident."