CHAPTER 7:
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hey Jessie, it's Ace."
"Oh. What's going on?"
"The guys and I are going to hang out tonight. Want to come?"
"Oh, um." I looked around to see if Gordon was around. When I was satisfied that the cost was clear, I agreed to meet up with The Cobras.
"Okay good. Vince and Charlie will pick you up at 11:30, okay?"
"Yeah sure."
"Bye,"
"Bye." I hung up the phone and looked at the clock on the wall. It was 10:40. I ran up into my room to get ready. I put on a snug black t-shirt, that said, 'Dance Vampires Dance', in thick red letters. I got it from seeing a show in Vegas. I put on tight black jeans, and a thick read headband. Obviously, I loved the color red. I put on my favorite, rose red, lipstick. I looked as close to perfect as I was going to get.
As I looked into the mirror, I stared at my shocking blue eyes. Then, at my light brown hair, with natural blonde highlights. It must've taken me a while to get ready, because A car horn beeped. I climbed out of my window and into a tree, then let myself down. I ran to Vince's car and got into the front seat, while Charlie sat in the back.
"Hey guys, what are we doing?" I asked.
"Same as usual." Charlie said.
We got to the lot and as usual, Eyeball, handed me a beer. I sat on the hood of Ace's car next to Eyeball, while Ace sat on the hood of Eyeball's car with Fuzzy. Billy, Charlie, and Vince sat in Vince's car.
"Where's Cheryl?" I asked.
"Who knows where that broad is." Ace said.
We talked, and like always, Vince made wise cracks on Charlie. Eyeball and I took a walk and I had a urge to ask about Chris.
"Hey Eyeball, can I ask you something?" "Sure."
"Did you give Chris a black eye?"
"Hell yeah."
"I don't think that's something to be proud of."
"Yeah, and?"
"Why did you hit him?"
"He was in my way."
"Of what?"
"Of walking, I don't know."
"Can we say, anger management."
"Sure."
"So, how did you get the name Eyeball? What did your parents like, 'Lets name our son a part the face.'" Eyeball laughed.
"No, Ace called me Eyeball once, and it just stuck."
"And he would call you Eyeball because."
"Because sometimes when I get nervous, my eye tends to twitch."
"Makes sense. So what's your real name?"
"Um, I'm sorry that information is confidential."
"Is it bad?" I teased.
"Yeah."
"Oh see now I got to know."
"You tell anyone, you die. I promise you that."
"Fair enough." He sighed.
"Richard Chambers." Eyeball shuttered. I laughed. "You're right it is bad."
"Hey. I don't make fun of your name."
"Yeah, but Jessika, isn't that bad of a name like Rich is."
"I swear, you call me that in front of anyone, I'll kill you."
"Calm down Rich, don't be such an anger ball."
Just then Fuzzy came up to us.
"Come on you two." He said and we followed Fuzzy back to the lot.
"Get in the car." Ace said.
"What's going on?" I asked Ace as Fuzzy and I got into the backset of Ace's car.
"We are going to hit the record store." Vince said, as he and Charlie got into his car. Billy and Eyeball went in Eyeball's car. Ace drove to a record store, and parked in the parking lot. We were real quiet and walked to the side of the store. Vince leaned over and peered into the window. He saw an open door at the back of the store. Just into the doorway, he saw the owner asleep in a chair clutching a shotgun.
"Shit Ace, old man Cramer is in there." Vince said.
"Now what?" Charlie said.
"You guys are pussies." Ace paused. "We're going anyway."
We all crouched down, as Ace took out his knife and handed it to Billy.
"Go ahead." Fuzzy said.
"Me? Why do I have to go?" Billy said.
"Because it was your idea in the first place you moron." Vince said.
"So."
"So that mean ya has to go and open the door." Ace said.
"Why don't you go Vince?" Billy suggested.
"This wasn't my bright idea, numbnuts."
While Billy, Fuzzy, and Vince argued about who would go first, Eyeball, Ace, and I were starting to get annoyed. I finally heaved a sigh. I couldn't stand it anymore.
"Give me that!" I said, snatching the knife from Billy. I crawled over to the door and slowly got up. The owner would defiantly hear if I tried to pick the lock. I slowly and quietly cut a small circle right above the lock. I stuck my hand through, and unlocked the door. Piece of cake. I noticed the bell attached to the door, and cut that off before it had a chance to ring. I opened the door all the way and went inside. The Cobras ran inside after me.
We quickly started taking our favorite records. I grabbed a few, but my favorite one that I took was a Millie Smalls album with My Boy Lollipop on it. Eyeball leaned over and saw the record.
"Millie Smalls. You like that broad?"
"Shut up. Rich." I whispered back to him. He leaned in, about to kiss me when, Charlie dropped a record, breaking it, and waking up the owner.
"Who the hell is out there!!!" The owner yelled.
"Shit!" Vince yelled and we all ran out of the store with the merchandise.
"I'm going to shoot you all!" We heard again, and jumped into the cars. We drove off, quicker than lightening, with the owner shooting at us.
We were finally away from the scene, before anyone started talking.
"Boy that was close." Charlie said from Vince's car.
"Yeah." Everyone agreed with a sigh. I just started hysterical laughing. They all looked at me like I had three heads, and was spiting nickels.
"That was fun." I said finally.
"Alright Jess! So, which store next?" Ace said, and everyone cheered.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hey Jessie, it's Ace."
"Oh. What's going on?"
"The guys and I are going to hang out tonight. Want to come?"
"Oh, um." I looked around to see if Gordon was around. When I was satisfied that the cost was clear, I agreed to meet up with The Cobras.
"Okay good. Vince and Charlie will pick you up at 11:30, okay?"
"Yeah sure."
"Bye,"
"Bye." I hung up the phone and looked at the clock on the wall. It was 10:40. I ran up into my room to get ready. I put on a snug black t-shirt, that said, 'Dance Vampires Dance', in thick red letters. I got it from seeing a show in Vegas. I put on tight black jeans, and a thick read headband. Obviously, I loved the color red. I put on my favorite, rose red, lipstick. I looked as close to perfect as I was going to get.
As I looked into the mirror, I stared at my shocking blue eyes. Then, at my light brown hair, with natural blonde highlights. It must've taken me a while to get ready, because A car horn beeped. I climbed out of my window and into a tree, then let myself down. I ran to Vince's car and got into the front seat, while Charlie sat in the back.
"Hey guys, what are we doing?" I asked.
"Same as usual." Charlie said.
We got to the lot and as usual, Eyeball, handed me a beer. I sat on the hood of Ace's car next to Eyeball, while Ace sat on the hood of Eyeball's car with Fuzzy. Billy, Charlie, and Vince sat in Vince's car.
"Where's Cheryl?" I asked.
"Who knows where that broad is." Ace said.
We talked, and like always, Vince made wise cracks on Charlie. Eyeball and I took a walk and I had a urge to ask about Chris.
"Hey Eyeball, can I ask you something?" "Sure."
"Did you give Chris a black eye?"
"Hell yeah."
"I don't think that's something to be proud of."
"Yeah, and?"
"Why did you hit him?"
"He was in my way."
"Of what?"
"Of walking, I don't know."
"Can we say, anger management."
"Sure."
"So, how did you get the name Eyeball? What did your parents like, 'Lets name our son a part the face.'" Eyeball laughed.
"No, Ace called me Eyeball once, and it just stuck."
"And he would call you Eyeball because."
"Because sometimes when I get nervous, my eye tends to twitch."
"Makes sense. So what's your real name?"
"Um, I'm sorry that information is confidential."
"Is it bad?" I teased.
"Yeah."
"Oh see now I got to know."
"You tell anyone, you die. I promise you that."
"Fair enough." He sighed.
"Richard Chambers." Eyeball shuttered. I laughed. "You're right it is bad."
"Hey. I don't make fun of your name."
"Yeah, but Jessika, isn't that bad of a name like Rich is."
"I swear, you call me that in front of anyone, I'll kill you."
"Calm down Rich, don't be such an anger ball."
Just then Fuzzy came up to us.
"Come on you two." He said and we followed Fuzzy back to the lot.
"Get in the car." Ace said.
"What's going on?" I asked Ace as Fuzzy and I got into the backset of Ace's car.
"We are going to hit the record store." Vince said, as he and Charlie got into his car. Billy and Eyeball went in Eyeball's car. Ace drove to a record store, and parked in the parking lot. We were real quiet and walked to the side of the store. Vince leaned over and peered into the window. He saw an open door at the back of the store. Just into the doorway, he saw the owner asleep in a chair clutching a shotgun.
"Shit Ace, old man Cramer is in there." Vince said.
"Now what?" Charlie said.
"You guys are pussies." Ace paused. "We're going anyway."
We all crouched down, as Ace took out his knife and handed it to Billy.
"Go ahead." Fuzzy said.
"Me? Why do I have to go?" Billy said.
"Because it was your idea in the first place you moron." Vince said.
"So."
"So that mean ya has to go and open the door." Ace said.
"Why don't you go Vince?" Billy suggested.
"This wasn't my bright idea, numbnuts."
While Billy, Fuzzy, and Vince argued about who would go first, Eyeball, Ace, and I were starting to get annoyed. I finally heaved a sigh. I couldn't stand it anymore.
"Give me that!" I said, snatching the knife from Billy. I crawled over to the door and slowly got up. The owner would defiantly hear if I tried to pick the lock. I slowly and quietly cut a small circle right above the lock. I stuck my hand through, and unlocked the door. Piece of cake. I noticed the bell attached to the door, and cut that off before it had a chance to ring. I opened the door all the way and went inside. The Cobras ran inside after me.
We quickly started taking our favorite records. I grabbed a few, but my favorite one that I took was a Millie Smalls album with My Boy Lollipop on it. Eyeball leaned over and saw the record.
"Millie Smalls. You like that broad?"
"Shut up. Rich." I whispered back to him. He leaned in, about to kiss me when, Charlie dropped a record, breaking it, and waking up the owner.
"Who the hell is out there!!!" The owner yelled.
"Shit!" Vince yelled and we all ran out of the store with the merchandise.
"I'm going to shoot you all!" We heard again, and jumped into the cars. We drove off, quicker than lightening, with the owner shooting at us.
We were finally away from the scene, before anyone started talking.
"Boy that was close." Charlie said from Vince's car.
"Yeah." Everyone agreed with a sigh. I just started hysterical laughing. They all looked at me like I had three heads, and was spiting nickels.
"That was fun." I said finally.
"Alright Jess! So, which store next?" Ace said, and everyone cheered.
