A/N: Oh, just so you know, I do like Cliff but Jack and Cliff will have big
rivalries in this chapter and then on through the rest of the story. It's
Jack that's the stubborn, rude one. Not me. ENJOY!
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Chapter 3
The Evilness of Alcohol
After getting a good night's sleep, Jack awoke to a noise outside his house.
He yawned, stretched, and stuffed a rice ball in his mouth before opening the door.
"Helllllooo?" He called to whoever was outside.
He stepped out to see that it was just Kevin. no wait; he had something in his mouth.
Jack ran over to him.
"Drop it boy! NOW!"
Kevin dropped what he was holding and wagged his tail innocently.
Jack looked at it closely.
"Oh God.." He muttered.
Somebody had come on to the farm and Kevin had attacked them.
The thing in his mouth was a piece of cloth, it looked like it was from a pant leg, and it was stained with blood.
Suddenly a thought hit Jack.
He had brought Kevin inside last night.
How had he gotten out?
Suddenly Dustin ran over, obviously scared by something, and knocked right into Jack.
He fell over, KO-ed.
Jack awoke to find himself in his bed, a bandage on his shoulder and arm.
"What the." he thought out loud.
Suddenly, a boy about his age with brownish-blondish hair walked over to his bed.
"You're awake I see."
Jack looked at the guy, shocked and angry.
"What the heck are you doing on my farm?!" Jack blurted out suddenly.
The boy just sighed.
"Well you see, I came to meet you, but you weren't outside so I knocked on your door and it flew open. Your dog came out and attacked me, so I ran, trying to get away from him. In the process I think I spooked your horse, which was when you came out and got trampled. by the way, my name's Cliff."
"Not the best way to introduce yourself." thought Jack as he gritted his teeth.
"Well, isn't that great. Now my whole next week or so is ruined until I can get my arm out of this stupid thing! And I wanted to ask Popuri out tonight. Man, can my day get any worse! And now this Cliff guy comes.ergh!" He though out loud.
Cliff gave him a hurt look.
"I know when I'm not wanted..." He mumbled as he stormed out the door, slamming it and breaking one of the hinges.
Later that day, Jack was in bed, leafing through the old album he had found, when Ann walked in.
She looked at him, and he put the album down.
"Hi Ann." he mumbled.
"Not having the best day huh?"
"Tell me about it.ergh! Do you know that Cliff guy at all?"
Ann looked shocked.
"Know him? Didn't he tell you?! I'm dating him! I was the one who suggested he come visit you."
Jack turned bright red.
"Oops.I guessed I shooed him out before he told me."
"Oh goddess Jack!"
"Well, it was his fault I got hurt!"
"Well, he was also the one that bandaged you!"
"Well, you were the one who told him to come!"
"OH, SO NOW YOU BLAME ME?!!"
"JUST GET OUT!" Jack screamed pointing at the door.
Ann ran over to the door and as she was walking out, called back to him.
"YOU JACKA-"
But the rest of it was cut off by the slamming of the door.
Once she was gone, Jack finally broke down in tears.
"My day just can't get any worse can it?"
He decided to just sleep off the rest of the day.
"Might as well write my journal entry now."
Summer.something. I lost track.
Today was the pits. First I got run over by Dustin because Cliff (more on him later) spooked him when he came for an early morning visit. Then, after he had bandaged me and tried to be nice I screamed at him. Then Ann came by later and I found out that she's dating him. I screamed my head off at her too. She got mad, and I told her to get out. She did and she gave me a new nickname on the way...hehe, not the best day... Whatever.
Jack
Jack was having a fitful sleep, and he finally awoke when he heard a loud pounding noise.
He realized it was someone banging on his door.
He looked at the clock, it was 6 PM, who would visit him at that hour?
Not that it was late or anything, but it was night.
"COME IN!" he yelled.
The person who let herself in was Karen.
Jack's face suddenly brightened.
"Hey Karen!"
She gave him a small smile.
"Sorry about the other day, I kind of umm.got carried away. I heard you got hurt, so I came to ask you if you wanted to come down to the bar and have a drink or something?"
By this time Jack was beaming.
Karen, asking him to go somewhere!
Were pigs flying outside?
"Sure, I mean it only takes one arm to drink right?"
She laughed.
"I thought you'd say something like that, now come on!"
When they finally got to the bar, they both ordered a drink.
Karen looked at Jack carefully, as if examining him.
Then when the drinks finally came she challenged him.
"I bet you 500 G that for every drink that you down, I can down two more."
Jack laughed.
"You're on!"
They were soon well into the contest with Jack at 10 and Karen at 20.
But by then they were both drunk as heck, and the bartender refused to sell them any more drinks.
After Karen screamed at him in a drunken rage for awhile, she and Jack finally went outside.
She pushed him up against the wall, and he felt her lips pressed against his, the scent of alcohol strong on both of their breaths.
At first Jack resisted but then he finally gave in to her.
"I*hic* love you Jack.*hic*" mumbled Karen somewhere in the process.
"Mmm, hmmm..*hic*," Jack responded as he was running his good arm through her long brown hair.
When Karen finally pulled away, they both passed out, Jack first, and then Karen on top of him.
When Jack finally awoke, he had a throbbing pain in his arm and head, and a weird taste in his mouth.
He was lying in front of the bar, on the ground.
He was alone too.
He tried to recall the past night and just remembered Karen taking him to the bar and then.oh no, during the drinking contest..the must have both gotten drunk and gotten kicked out.
But then what happened?
Jack had gone back to his farm, and was sitting in his bed, trying to recall the past night's events when he heard a soft knocking on the door.
He got up and answered it.
It was Karen, looking down at her feet, obviously embarrassed.
"Hey Karen."
"Uh.hey Jack. Well um.I just wanted to say sorry for last night. I shouldn't have challenged you to that contest. And God knows what happened after that!"
Jack shook his head.
"It's not your fault. I shouldn't have tried to beat you."
Karen smiled a little; glad her apology had been accepted.
"Well uh. see you around Jack."
Not much else happened that day, so Jack decided not to write a Journal entry.
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Chapter 3
The Evilness of Alcohol
After getting a good night's sleep, Jack awoke to a noise outside his house.
He yawned, stretched, and stuffed a rice ball in his mouth before opening the door.
"Helllllooo?" He called to whoever was outside.
He stepped out to see that it was just Kevin. no wait; he had something in his mouth.
Jack ran over to him.
"Drop it boy! NOW!"
Kevin dropped what he was holding and wagged his tail innocently.
Jack looked at it closely.
"Oh God.." He muttered.
Somebody had come on to the farm and Kevin had attacked them.
The thing in his mouth was a piece of cloth, it looked like it was from a pant leg, and it was stained with blood.
Suddenly a thought hit Jack.
He had brought Kevin inside last night.
How had he gotten out?
Suddenly Dustin ran over, obviously scared by something, and knocked right into Jack.
He fell over, KO-ed.
Jack awoke to find himself in his bed, a bandage on his shoulder and arm.
"What the." he thought out loud.
Suddenly, a boy about his age with brownish-blondish hair walked over to his bed.
"You're awake I see."
Jack looked at the guy, shocked and angry.
"What the heck are you doing on my farm?!" Jack blurted out suddenly.
The boy just sighed.
"Well you see, I came to meet you, but you weren't outside so I knocked on your door and it flew open. Your dog came out and attacked me, so I ran, trying to get away from him. In the process I think I spooked your horse, which was when you came out and got trampled. by the way, my name's Cliff."
"Not the best way to introduce yourself." thought Jack as he gritted his teeth.
"Well, isn't that great. Now my whole next week or so is ruined until I can get my arm out of this stupid thing! And I wanted to ask Popuri out tonight. Man, can my day get any worse! And now this Cliff guy comes.ergh!" He though out loud.
Cliff gave him a hurt look.
"I know when I'm not wanted..." He mumbled as he stormed out the door, slamming it and breaking one of the hinges.
Later that day, Jack was in bed, leafing through the old album he had found, when Ann walked in.
She looked at him, and he put the album down.
"Hi Ann." he mumbled.
"Not having the best day huh?"
"Tell me about it.ergh! Do you know that Cliff guy at all?"
Ann looked shocked.
"Know him? Didn't he tell you?! I'm dating him! I was the one who suggested he come visit you."
Jack turned bright red.
"Oops.I guessed I shooed him out before he told me."
"Oh goddess Jack!"
"Well, it was his fault I got hurt!"
"Well, he was also the one that bandaged you!"
"Well, you were the one who told him to come!"
"OH, SO NOW YOU BLAME ME?!!"
"JUST GET OUT!" Jack screamed pointing at the door.
Ann ran over to the door and as she was walking out, called back to him.
"YOU JACKA-"
But the rest of it was cut off by the slamming of the door.
Once she was gone, Jack finally broke down in tears.
"My day just can't get any worse can it?"
He decided to just sleep off the rest of the day.
"Might as well write my journal entry now."
Summer.something. I lost track.
Today was the pits. First I got run over by Dustin because Cliff (more on him later) spooked him when he came for an early morning visit. Then, after he had bandaged me and tried to be nice I screamed at him. Then Ann came by later and I found out that she's dating him. I screamed my head off at her too. She got mad, and I told her to get out. She did and she gave me a new nickname on the way...hehe, not the best day... Whatever.
Jack
Jack was having a fitful sleep, and he finally awoke when he heard a loud pounding noise.
He realized it was someone banging on his door.
He looked at the clock, it was 6 PM, who would visit him at that hour?
Not that it was late or anything, but it was night.
"COME IN!" he yelled.
The person who let herself in was Karen.
Jack's face suddenly brightened.
"Hey Karen!"
She gave him a small smile.
"Sorry about the other day, I kind of umm.got carried away. I heard you got hurt, so I came to ask you if you wanted to come down to the bar and have a drink or something?"
By this time Jack was beaming.
Karen, asking him to go somewhere!
Were pigs flying outside?
"Sure, I mean it only takes one arm to drink right?"
She laughed.
"I thought you'd say something like that, now come on!"
When they finally got to the bar, they both ordered a drink.
Karen looked at Jack carefully, as if examining him.
Then when the drinks finally came she challenged him.
"I bet you 500 G that for every drink that you down, I can down two more."
Jack laughed.
"You're on!"
They were soon well into the contest with Jack at 10 and Karen at 20.
But by then they were both drunk as heck, and the bartender refused to sell them any more drinks.
After Karen screamed at him in a drunken rage for awhile, she and Jack finally went outside.
She pushed him up against the wall, and he felt her lips pressed against his, the scent of alcohol strong on both of their breaths.
At first Jack resisted but then he finally gave in to her.
"I*hic* love you Jack.*hic*" mumbled Karen somewhere in the process.
"Mmm, hmmm..*hic*," Jack responded as he was running his good arm through her long brown hair.
When Karen finally pulled away, they both passed out, Jack first, and then Karen on top of him.
When Jack finally awoke, he had a throbbing pain in his arm and head, and a weird taste in his mouth.
He was lying in front of the bar, on the ground.
He was alone too.
He tried to recall the past night and just remembered Karen taking him to the bar and then.oh no, during the drinking contest..the must have both gotten drunk and gotten kicked out.
But then what happened?
Jack had gone back to his farm, and was sitting in his bed, trying to recall the past night's events when he heard a soft knocking on the door.
He got up and answered it.
It was Karen, looking down at her feet, obviously embarrassed.
"Hey Karen."
"Uh.hey Jack. Well um.I just wanted to say sorry for last night. I shouldn't have challenged you to that contest. And God knows what happened after that!"
Jack shook his head.
"It's not your fault. I shouldn't have tried to beat you."
Karen smiled a little; glad her apology had been accepted.
"Well uh. see you around Jack."
Not much else happened that day, so Jack decided not to write a Journal entry.