Yes! Another chapter! Finally!
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Chapter 12: Oooooo... I get it!
"C'mon! Help me out here! I can't do this alone, and I've only had
about three hours of shut-eye and NO caffeine! And to top it all off, I have an
interview with Lex Luthor tomorrow! How would it look if I fell asleep in that
big, fancy office of his!?"
Yes, she knew she was yelling into the phone, but it was all she could do
to keep herself from just kicking the drunken boys out of her place and
collapsing onto her bed, getting back to her Sexy Lexy dreams. She'd been
trying to convince Ace to come over to her house for about 15 minutes now, and
all she got was groggy no's and leave me alone's.
A sound captured her attention and she let her gaze drift towards Jarod,
only to see him spread out across the window, buzzing, pretending to be a fly.
'Guess he's been promoted. First Jock, now an insect.' Shaking her head in
annoyance, she focussed on her friend's words filtering through the receiver.
"Okay, okay, anything to shut you up, Chlo. You're giving me a
migraine," the girl on the other end groaned, followed by a series of
rustling noises. A victorious smile took over Chloe´s face and she added a
quick ´hurry´, before ending the call. With a sigh of partial relief, she
walked out of the kitchen and slumped onto the couch in the living room,
closing her eyes in an attempt to rid herself of the constant throbbing in her
head. However, Jarod´s loud buzzing helped her out of that delusion and she
resigned herself to watching tv instead. Jumping from channel to channel, she
only found herself getting more depressed. God, how she hated infomercials.
Thank god for MTV! Tuning in on some new artist´s pathetic excuse of a
breakthrough, she just found herself getting comfortable when.......
´Okay, maybe if I ignore it, it´ll stop.´ Long pause. ´Or not.´ Getting
more and more annoyed by the second, she slowly counted to ten, trying not to
explode. Wacking them across the head with a shovel and digging a few graves in
the backyard suddenly seemed dangerously appealing and the most sensible, not
to mention pleasurable, option.
Letting out a frustrated growl, she averted her eyes from the television
and glanced in the direction of the entryway, confirming her suspicions.
Whitney stood there on two shaky legs, fumbling with the lightswitch,
features set with the utmost concentration. On. Off. On. Off. On. Off. On. Off.
Suddenly, a huge smile took over his face, threatening to break it in two.
"Oooooooooooooo..... I get it!"
Letting out a whimper, Chloe buried her head deeper in the cushions.
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Tiredly getting out of her car, Ace grumbled as she dragged herself over
to the Sullivan home. It was almost 5 AM, and she had school tomorrow. True, she
wasn´t looking forward to it like Chloe obviously was to her interview with
Baldy, but that didn´t mean it wasn´t important. Ace, an avid vegetarian, had
to dissect some innocent little creature in a few hours, and she needed to be
awake if she was ever going to give her teacher the full-fledged animal rights
and humane morals rant she´d been practising the entire week.
Arriving at the porch steps, her still sleeping feet were moving in
slowmotion and she stumbled cumsily over the steps, dropping her keys in the
process. Cursing colourfully, the girl bent down to pick them up. "Damn
keys. In on the conspiracy too." As she looked up again, her eyes
practically popped out of their sockets and a scream resounded through the
night´s thick silence. Loosing her footing entirely, she fell backwards,
landing roughly on the ground.
Blinking a few times, Ace tried to regain her bearings and slowly picked
herself up, brushing the dirt off her clothes. Hesitantly, looked back at what
had almost scared her into having a heartattack and saw her brother pressed up
against the window, wide open eyes staring at absolutely nothing, seemingly
making some sort of sound. He looked like a squashed bug.
´I´m still asleep. Having a nightmare. Definately a nightmare.´
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Upon hearing a scream, Chloe sprung from the couch she had been starting
to see as her deathbed, and practically flew to the frontdoor, almost
forgetting to open the door first. Watching her through dazed eyes, Whitney let
out a girly giggle and turned to run after her, only to trip over his own feet,
falling facefirst on the floor. Lucky for him, he was already sound-asleep on
impact.
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Barging outside, Chloe forced herself not to shiver as the cool air hit
her skin. Her face lit up as she saw a non-jock friend standing in front of her
porch, and immediately, she pulled Ace into the house, not even bothering to
ask the girl what had her so dumbfounded. Jarod was a pretty disturbing sight,
indeed.
"What took you so long?" she questioned, disappearing into the
kitchen.
"I had to get dressed first," Ace answered, rolling her eyes.
"Then I had to sneak out without waking my folks. I'm not really
experienced in that particular field, unlike Jarod." Her gaze flew down as
her foot bumped into something. She knew she shouldn't have been surprised at
what she saw there, but it was just too... too... ridiculous. 'Is Whitney
drooling?'
She was pulled from her musings as Chloe returned, balancing two cups of
coffee on a tray. Ace frowned. "For the guys?"
"Nope." Plopping down in a comfortable armchair, Chloe put the
tray down and grabbed one of the cups, downing it in a few large gulps.
"We need it more."
TBC
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I know, I know. What happened to the chlex? Don't worry. I promise you,
the interview will be in the next chapter.
