Heyoooo everyone! Jazzy's back from hibernation. hehe. let's see this to do
list:
1) disclaimer: ALRITE!!! I admit it ! I OWN NOTHING! *cries hysterically*
lol. that's over with. letz see. I'm finally posting cuz well, I got a
reply! *happiness* Bless u emma, i love you too. *sobs of happiness*
lol.
anyways... updating. I have it all written already but... I'll take my
time. High school just started, and Imma die.
Enjoy!
Jazzy
I woke up.
Where again? The hospital.
Who's with me?
You guessing Kobunyashi? WRONG! Surprising enough, it was Jeffery.
I didn't open my eyes, just tried to enjoy the silence of the nurse's room. I could feel Jeffery's eyes on me. I'd better be careful, he might stuff something up my nose or something. I peeked through my eyelids and scanned the room. Jeffery's eye's was kind of... soft and ... I don't know. Maybe innocence is before evilness. That's must be it.
I tried to fall asleep again, but something told me not to, so I stayed awake. Then it happened.
I could feel someone's lips on mine. It was soft and warm, but I was too scared to notice.
My instincts told me to pound the person's face into the hard cold cement, but I remember I was asleep. Or at least pretending to.
So I had to bear the torture of controlling my hands and try to guess who it was.
Actually, I already knew, I'm sure ANYONE knows. But I didn't want to believe it, I couldn't believe it.
Yet somehow I had to face it. The guy kissing me was Jeffery.
I felt his breath on my cheeks and his hands on the pillow. It's SCARY!!! Then wierd thoughts began to fly through my head.
Maybe the aliens who abducted his brain had replace a malfunctioning disk in his head. That's explaining everything, but it was too stupid. Maybe he really likes me?
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
My brain was crying out in laughter. RIDICULOUS!!
I was too busy laughing inwardly that I hadn't realized he left.
I sad up gasping for breath, that's the scariest experience I'm ever been through. Then I realized what just happened... Jeff just kissed me and he's full of Jeffery Germs.... so.... ohhh mmmyyyy ggaawwdddd. I raced home and chucked down three bottles of mouthwash.
The next day I didn't go to school, I was sick. Partially because of the Jeffery Germs, but mostly because of those bottles of mouthwash I drank. You're probably thinking: Shime, you NUTSO!!! You're not suppose to DRINK the mouthwash, you SPIT IT OUT!! But hey... don't blame me... was on the verge of nervous breakdown. I'd rather die from overdose of mouthwash than the lethal germs of Jeffery.
Despise all the thought, something inside me told me to be grateful, many girls would gladly give their life to have a kiss from Jeffery.
But that was my first kiss... kind of ironic huh? I get my first kiss from my arch-enemie.
I flopped down on my bed and tried to fantasize wringing Jeffery's neck, enjoy the helpless struggle as he slowly dies from the lack of air and...
Ok... enough with the sick fantasies.
Especially with him in it, even if he is suffering a horrible death.
Darn, I think the mouthwash is kicking in my brain.
I throw the blanket over my head, determined to go to sleep.
The next morning I woke up with what I thought was a pretty bad mouthwash hangover. I looked over to my unsounded alarm clock.
5:30 AM.
Well, I'm up already. I had 1 hour until I had to walk to school since my mother was still not feeling up to the weather. My school's only twenty minutes away. I had time.
I walked over to my closet and tried to pick between my regular skirt and blouse or my black sweatpants and a black tanktop. Maybe the three bottles of mouthwash fuzed my brain a little, because I chose the tanktop and the sweatpants.
I tied my hair back in a simple pony tail and grabbed my basket ball, I was going to shoot some hoops.
I started pretty good, getting every single basket in. Actually, if I didn't, it'd be sad since I spent my spare time challenging Thistle. Nobody had really known that I was good at sports because I was always quiet and seen mostly as a bookworm. Maybe just Jeffery, who knew too much about me.
Jeffery.
Everything about yesterday came back. How his warm and soft lips felt on mine. I traced with my finger were his lips had been and shuddered. I wasn't ready for romance, not yet.
"Jeffery..." I whispered. "DAMN YOU!!!"
I threw the basketball at the back board, of course it didn't make. Instead it fell in our family flower garden, the one we planted last summer. I felt my lower lip trembled and fought to force back the tears.
It wasn't fair. Why did it have to be MY family?
I picked up the basketball, cutting my hand in the process and slammed it on the floor. Then I picked it up and kicked it across the lawn.
Something inside of my quivered and I shrank to the floor.
This was the first time I didn't have to act strong for anyone at all. I was on my own.
"Sira!" Someone called.
I recognized the voice and turned around.
Jeffery was climbing out of his second-story window.
"Leave me alone!" I screamed.
I soon heard running behind me and then regular footsteps.
I knew he wouldn't listen.
Now what? Is he going to make fun of me?
I swear I'm so pissed off that not even a DNA test can identify his mutilated body once I am through with him.
I turned back and wiped my eyes on my sleeves, I can't afford to let him take advance of such a precious moment.
Jeffery bent down to my level and nudged me but I refused to look up.
So he tickled me. It worked, but it made me even more mad. I took an aim to his face with my iron fist.
He caught it before it even came close.
Now we were in an awkward position.
My tears were still falling and my face was bright pink, I was a mess.
Jeffery gently pushed back the hair that had fallen on my face.
"Hey hey," he whispered, "chill girl, it's okay."
Ohhhhh shuuutt UP!!!!
"Let go of me." I wrestled with his arm, which was gripping my hand quite painfully.
I don't blame him, if he didn't, his face would be disfigured.
"Sira, I know something is wrong."
"SHUT UP!! WHAT MAKES YOU SO SURE?"
"One, you're wearing sweatpants and a tank top."
"So you don't think I look sexy in them?!?" I was determine to be defiante until I am dead in my grave.
"Well..." He had a sheepish smile, "um...you only wear those on weekends when you stay at home."
I rolled my eyes.
"Anyways. Two, you're out here banging a basketball around."
"And you got a problem with that?"
"I couldn't really sleep knowing you were upset."
I couldn't help but snort.
"Fine, fine!! I couldn't sleep with all the noise you were making. Gosh Sira, why do you have to ruin all my melodramatic moments?! Oh, and three, you're crying."
I couldn't help it but feel that Jeffery cared about me. I knew it wasn't real, but it was a lie worthy to believe. And then, I couldn't hold it back anymore, the facade, the defiance, the stress, I fell forward into his chest and began to cry.
Jeffery held me to him until I stopped crying, it was warm there, kind of safe feeling too. Also a great relief for my sleeveless arms which were chilling to the bone.
I looked up at him.
And then...
POW!
Jeffery layed on his back holding his chest.
"Sira!! What was that for!?!"
I smiled happily as I felt the warm sunshine begin the caress my cheeks.
"I need to release some stress and there was you."
"Sira?" Jeffery asked almost happily.
"What?"
"You know we only have ten minutes to get to school?"
WHAT?!?!?!
I looked at my watch.
Sure enough, it was 7:30.
"Lets go!" I said grabbing my backpack and began running down the street. Jeffery grabbed his and was soon up to me.
"You're not going to change?" He asked.
"Have no time! Gotta run!" I said out of breath.
I woke up.
Where again? The hospital.
Who's with me?
You guessing Kobunyashi? WRONG! Surprising enough, it was Jeffery.
I didn't open my eyes, just tried to enjoy the silence of the nurse's room. I could feel Jeffery's eyes on me. I'd better be careful, he might stuff something up my nose or something. I peeked through my eyelids and scanned the room. Jeffery's eye's was kind of... soft and ... I don't know. Maybe innocence is before evilness. That's must be it.
I tried to fall asleep again, but something told me not to, so I stayed awake. Then it happened.
I could feel someone's lips on mine. It was soft and warm, but I was too scared to notice.
My instincts told me to pound the person's face into the hard cold cement, but I remember I was asleep. Or at least pretending to.
So I had to bear the torture of controlling my hands and try to guess who it was.
Actually, I already knew, I'm sure ANYONE knows. But I didn't want to believe it, I couldn't believe it.
Yet somehow I had to face it. The guy kissing me was Jeffery.
I felt his breath on my cheeks and his hands on the pillow. It's SCARY!!! Then wierd thoughts began to fly through my head.
Maybe the aliens who abducted his brain had replace a malfunctioning disk in his head. That's explaining everything, but it was too stupid. Maybe he really likes me?
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
My brain was crying out in laughter. RIDICULOUS!!
I was too busy laughing inwardly that I hadn't realized he left.
I sad up gasping for breath, that's the scariest experience I'm ever been through. Then I realized what just happened... Jeff just kissed me and he's full of Jeffery Germs.... so.... ohhh mmmyyyy ggaawwdddd. I raced home and chucked down three bottles of mouthwash.
The next day I didn't go to school, I was sick. Partially because of the Jeffery Germs, but mostly because of those bottles of mouthwash I drank. You're probably thinking: Shime, you NUTSO!!! You're not suppose to DRINK the mouthwash, you SPIT IT OUT!! But hey... don't blame me... was on the verge of nervous breakdown. I'd rather die from overdose of mouthwash than the lethal germs of Jeffery.
Despise all the thought, something inside me told me to be grateful, many girls would gladly give their life to have a kiss from Jeffery.
But that was my first kiss... kind of ironic huh? I get my first kiss from my arch-enemie.
I flopped down on my bed and tried to fantasize wringing Jeffery's neck, enjoy the helpless struggle as he slowly dies from the lack of air and...
Ok... enough with the sick fantasies.
Especially with him in it, even if he is suffering a horrible death.
Darn, I think the mouthwash is kicking in my brain.
I throw the blanket over my head, determined to go to sleep.
The next morning I woke up with what I thought was a pretty bad mouthwash hangover. I looked over to my unsounded alarm clock.
5:30 AM.
Well, I'm up already. I had 1 hour until I had to walk to school since my mother was still not feeling up to the weather. My school's only twenty minutes away. I had time.
I walked over to my closet and tried to pick between my regular skirt and blouse or my black sweatpants and a black tanktop. Maybe the three bottles of mouthwash fuzed my brain a little, because I chose the tanktop and the sweatpants.
I tied my hair back in a simple pony tail and grabbed my basket ball, I was going to shoot some hoops.
I started pretty good, getting every single basket in. Actually, if I didn't, it'd be sad since I spent my spare time challenging Thistle. Nobody had really known that I was good at sports because I was always quiet and seen mostly as a bookworm. Maybe just Jeffery, who knew too much about me.
Jeffery.
Everything about yesterday came back. How his warm and soft lips felt on mine. I traced with my finger were his lips had been and shuddered. I wasn't ready for romance, not yet.
"Jeffery..." I whispered. "DAMN YOU!!!"
I threw the basketball at the back board, of course it didn't make. Instead it fell in our family flower garden, the one we planted last summer. I felt my lower lip trembled and fought to force back the tears.
It wasn't fair. Why did it have to be MY family?
I picked up the basketball, cutting my hand in the process and slammed it on the floor. Then I picked it up and kicked it across the lawn.
Something inside of my quivered and I shrank to the floor.
This was the first time I didn't have to act strong for anyone at all. I was on my own.
"Sira!" Someone called.
I recognized the voice and turned around.
Jeffery was climbing out of his second-story window.
"Leave me alone!" I screamed.
I soon heard running behind me and then regular footsteps.
I knew he wouldn't listen.
Now what? Is he going to make fun of me?
I swear I'm so pissed off that not even a DNA test can identify his mutilated body once I am through with him.
I turned back and wiped my eyes on my sleeves, I can't afford to let him take advance of such a precious moment.
Jeffery bent down to my level and nudged me but I refused to look up.
So he tickled me. It worked, but it made me even more mad. I took an aim to his face with my iron fist.
He caught it before it even came close.
Now we were in an awkward position.
My tears were still falling and my face was bright pink, I was a mess.
Jeffery gently pushed back the hair that had fallen on my face.
"Hey hey," he whispered, "chill girl, it's okay."
Ohhhhh shuuutt UP!!!!
"Let go of me." I wrestled with his arm, which was gripping my hand quite painfully.
I don't blame him, if he didn't, his face would be disfigured.
"Sira, I know something is wrong."
"SHUT UP!! WHAT MAKES YOU SO SURE?"
"One, you're wearing sweatpants and a tank top."
"So you don't think I look sexy in them?!?" I was determine to be defiante until I am dead in my grave.
"Well..." He had a sheepish smile, "um...you only wear those on weekends when you stay at home."
I rolled my eyes.
"Anyways. Two, you're out here banging a basketball around."
"And you got a problem with that?"
"I couldn't really sleep knowing you were upset."
I couldn't help but snort.
"Fine, fine!! I couldn't sleep with all the noise you were making. Gosh Sira, why do you have to ruin all my melodramatic moments?! Oh, and three, you're crying."
I couldn't help it but feel that Jeffery cared about me. I knew it wasn't real, but it was a lie worthy to believe. And then, I couldn't hold it back anymore, the facade, the defiance, the stress, I fell forward into his chest and began to cry.
Jeffery held me to him until I stopped crying, it was warm there, kind of safe feeling too. Also a great relief for my sleeveless arms which were chilling to the bone.
I looked up at him.
And then...
POW!
Jeffery layed on his back holding his chest.
"Sira!! What was that for!?!"
I smiled happily as I felt the warm sunshine begin the caress my cheeks.
"I need to release some stress and there was you."
"Sira?" Jeffery asked almost happily.
"What?"
"You know we only have ten minutes to get to school?"
WHAT?!?!?!
I looked at my watch.
Sure enough, it was 7:30.
"Lets go!" I said grabbing my backpack and began running down the street. Jeffery grabbed his and was soon up to me.
"You're not going to change?" He asked.
"Have no time! Gotta run!" I said out of breath.
