Devious, scheming, tricky little Craig. You should be ashamed of yourself,
you bad little Australian (sounding) man!
Let's begin . . .
Craig walked slyly back to the girls. He smiled.
"It was just, um, yeah. . . hey look at the sculpture!" Smooth, Craig, he told himself. Real smooth. Why not just blow it now?
While he had the girls' attraction, he noticed that Ashley's cell phone was in her coat pocket.
"I'll carry your jackets!" He told them, and the girls exchanged looks.
"That's okay, I'm a bit chilly." Ellie said, but Ashley handed over her coat.
'Great.' Craig thought. 'Now I just need to distract them again and I'm home free.'
"Hey girls, look isn't that painting WAY OVER THERE cool looking?" He pointed to something across the road and they began walking. Craig fumbled in Ashley's purse and found the phone. Sneakily he pressed the 'Off' button and continued walking.
A T J I M M Y ' S . . .
**BRRRRING** the doorbell went off. Spinner ran to the door. Jimmy's living room was now pretty crowded, and so was his kitchen. He was planning on a small get together, but in the run of things, it turned huge. He was starting to worry about things breaking, and was hoping Ashley would show up soon. 'Hopefully without Manning.' He thought.
"Hey girls!" Spinner said provocatively to Hazel, Paige, Terri and a few other cheerleaders. (Terri's not a cheerleader.)
"Hey Spin." Paige smiled. She had on a low cut belly shirt and low riders. They were unusually tight and flared out at the bottom to show just the tips of Paige's new "designer" stilettos. Her hair was half up and curly. Her eye makeup was dark and sparkly. Hazel and Terri looked like they were imitating her, Hazel in a halter and a skirt, and Terri in low riders and a tank. They both wore equal amount, if not more, makeup then Paige.
"Ladies! Can I direct you to the Love Machine?" He asked, pointing to himself. They starting laughing.
"Save it for someone who cares." Paige said, moving past Spinner, while Terri lagged behind.
"Jimmy. There you are, hon." Paige creped up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder.
"I thought you weren't gonna come." Jimmy said while shooting evil glares at Spinner's back.
"A certain doorman let me in." Paige was very uncomfortably close to Jimmy and he could smell her strawberry lip close. She smelled like Ashley. He abruptly moved away. Paige sighed.
If he won't come to me by just my looks, it's time for plan B.
She found Jimmy's phone and sweetly asked if she could use it. He nodded, and moved into the kitchen.
"Craig."
"It's you again! What do you want?" He was bothered.
"Listen you have Ash's cell right?"
"Yeah. . ."
"K hun, thanks a bunch." She hung up.
Paige quickly checked to see if Jimmy was out of sight, and then got her cell phone out and turned the volume way up. She made it sound like she was ringing and picked up Jimmy's phone.
"Hey you." She said to the dial tone. "You wanna talk to Jimmy? JIMMY!" She yelled, and he started heading towards her. "Okay, you can't make it, more time at the art fair, huh?"
"What?" Jimmy asked, grabbing the phone.
"Alright, hon, I'll tell him." Jimmy grabbed it and heard the dial tone. "Sorry, I guess she already hung up." Paige said sweetly.
"What'd she say?"
"She and Ellie were having a total blast and they wanted to stay longer with Craig. They don't know if they'll drop by or not."
"No she didn't!" He exclaimed.
"Fine. Call her cell." Paige eyed Jimmy as he desperately grabbed the phone. He dialed the number. It rang once, twice, three times, four . . .seven, he hung up. He slammed the phone down.
"Damn!" He exclaimed.
"Sorry, hun, guess it's just you and me."
Let's begin . . .
Craig walked slyly back to the girls. He smiled.
"It was just, um, yeah. . . hey look at the sculpture!" Smooth, Craig, he told himself. Real smooth. Why not just blow it now?
While he had the girls' attraction, he noticed that Ashley's cell phone was in her coat pocket.
"I'll carry your jackets!" He told them, and the girls exchanged looks.
"That's okay, I'm a bit chilly." Ellie said, but Ashley handed over her coat.
'Great.' Craig thought. 'Now I just need to distract them again and I'm home free.'
"Hey girls, look isn't that painting WAY OVER THERE cool looking?" He pointed to something across the road and they began walking. Craig fumbled in Ashley's purse and found the phone. Sneakily he pressed the 'Off' button and continued walking.
A T J I M M Y ' S . . .
**BRRRRING** the doorbell went off. Spinner ran to the door. Jimmy's living room was now pretty crowded, and so was his kitchen. He was planning on a small get together, but in the run of things, it turned huge. He was starting to worry about things breaking, and was hoping Ashley would show up soon. 'Hopefully without Manning.' He thought.
"Hey girls!" Spinner said provocatively to Hazel, Paige, Terri and a few other cheerleaders. (Terri's not a cheerleader.)
"Hey Spin." Paige smiled. She had on a low cut belly shirt and low riders. They were unusually tight and flared out at the bottom to show just the tips of Paige's new "designer" stilettos. Her hair was half up and curly. Her eye makeup was dark and sparkly. Hazel and Terri looked like they were imitating her, Hazel in a halter and a skirt, and Terri in low riders and a tank. They both wore equal amount, if not more, makeup then Paige.
"Ladies! Can I direct you to the Love Machine?" He asked, pointing to himself. They starting laughing.
"Save it for someone who cares." Paige said, moving past Spinner, while Terri lagged behind.
"Jimmy. There you are, hon." Paige creped up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder.
"I thought you weren't gonna come." Jimmy said while shooting evil glares at Spinner's back.
"A certain doorman let me in." Paige was very uncomfortably close to Jimmy and he could smell her strawberry lip close. She smelled like Ashley. He abruptly moved away. Paige sighed.
If he won't come to me by just my looks, it's time for plan B.
She found Jimmy's phone and sweetly asked if she could use it. He nodded, and moved into the kitchen.
"Craig."
"It's you again! What do you want?" He was bothered.
"Listen you have Ash's cell right?"
"Yeah. . ."
"K hun, thanks a bunch." She hung up.
Paige quickly checked to see if Jimmy was out of sight, and then got her cell phone out and turned the volume way up. She made it sound like she was ringing and picked up Jimmy's phone.
"Hey you." She said to the dial tone. "You wanna talk to Jimmy? JIMMY!" She yelled, and he started heading towards her. "Okay, you can't make it, more time at the art fair, huh?"
"What?" Jimmy asked, grabbing the phone.
"Alright, hon, I'll tell him." Jimmy grabbed it and heard the dial tone. "Sorry, I guess she already hung up." Paige said sweetly.
"What'd she say?"
"She and Ellie were having a total blast and they wanted to stay longer with Craig. They don't know if they'll drop by or not."
"No she didn't!" He exclaimed.
"Fine. Call her cell." Paige eyed Jimmy as he desperately grabbed the phone. He dialed the number. It rang once, twice, three times, four . . .seven, he hung up. He slammed the phone down.
"Damn!" He exclaimed.
"Sorry, hun, guess it's just you and me."