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Comments: Although I said I wanted 10 reviews before I would post chapter two I changed my mind. Well, actually I was suddenly struck with an excellent - or what I thought was excellent - idea and I was forced to write it down - I seriously couldn't get it out of my head - and that added to the fact that I am totally bored out of my mind made me post this early. But, that "great idea" isn't going to be coming into the story for about a chapter or two
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Chapter Two: A Sense of Foreboding
I sighed as I was woken by a bang from a room down the hall - why couldn't Dopey work out at a reasonable hour in the morning? Or even at nighttime - or better yet, not at all. Although I was pissed at being woken at six o'clock in the morning, but I was kind of glad. I mean, it gave me a perfect chance to finish my Christmas present to Jesse - a sketch of him leaning against my bedpost and staring out my window. I mean, I'm not an artistic person - I usually stick to drawing stick figures, but with a subject like Jesse I seemed to be a talented artist - maybe all I ever needed was inspiration. I had earlier been trying to figure out what to put in the window, because it looked bare compared to the rest of the drawing. I quickly added some shading and shadows to my room and Jesse, then went on to the window. I drew exactly what I saw outside - the weak morning sun's reflection on the ocean, and the gold visions it cast on the water.
Suddenly Jesse appeared infront of me, leaning against my bedpost just like he had in my drawing. I quickly pushed my sketch into one of my notebooks which lay on my desk - I didn't want Jesse seeing his present before Christmas -, but not before I glance at it and realized how realistic it looked. The shadows on Jesse in my sketch pretty well matched with the ones currently covering Jesse.
"What's that?" asked Jesse as he saw me stuff my sketch into the notebook.
"Nothing," I said as I gave him a look which told him to drop it. The discussion, I mean.
Jesse obviously wasn't very curious or had more important thing to talk about because he didn't ask again. Instead he walked over to the window seat, where Spike - who had apparently decided to make an appearance - had caught his attention.
"Have you met Sleepy's roommate yet?" he asked suddenly, taking me completely by surprise - but, then again, Jesse is enigmatic, so that happens quite often.
"Uh, yeah," I answered, trying to keep the uneasiness I felt out of my voice.
"You should feel that way," stated Jesse who had seen through my would-be-not-uneasiness.
"Why?" I asked, feeling my pulse start to race. We both looked towards the door as someone knocked.
"I can't say. Just stay away from Set Fluttaz," he suddenly got up and gave me a kiss - on the lips -, then mouthed the words "take care" before disappearing. When my mom came into my room, I tried best to not show the sense of foreboding that was sinking into my stomach.
Note: Please review. Chapter three will be uploaded as soon as I write it.