*A/N* Hey, this is the updated Critical Condition. Sorry it took so
long, I hadn't planned on continuing but I was bored so, here is what I
came up with. I'll write more if you guys (*ladies*) enjoy but you have to
R&R or I won't know. Obviously. Anyway, sorry about the last two chapters.
I fixed the last two chaps. so, you can read them if you want. I know this
chapter is short and not very good/exciting but I'm just getting warmed up.
Please R*R.
Lots~of~love~
Ashcake
Chapter 9 One Down
Julie rolled over onto her stomach and pulled the pillows over her head to block out the pattering of the shower water on the shower curtain. When this didn't help she relucantly pulled off the covers and paced around the room. School would be starting back up again in a couple of days and the only thing she had done was go to some island and leave almost the next day. She actually shouldn't have been back in town for another two weeks. She decided not to call her parents, leave them thinking she was on some exotic island. They wouldn't bother her for an entire two weeks.
Julie hadn't even noticed that who ever it was that was in the shower had turned off the water and gotten out. The hand on her shoulder scared her and she leaped off of the window seat. "Oh, God. Connie. You scared the crap out of me," Julie said, breathing hard and holding her heart.
"Sorry, didn't mean to you. So, why didn't you spend the night with Adam?" Connie questioned.
"Not already," Julie moaned.
"What!"
"Why didn't you spend the night with Guy?" Julie asked although she never found out why because at that minute Guy and Adam came bursting in the door. "We never should have given them keys," Julie muttered.
"Why not?" Adam asked.
"Because you two barge in here whenever you feel like it, we could be changing or something!" Connie said.
"There's a dead bolt," Guy motioned towards the gold chain hanging at the top of the door.
"We shouldn't have to."
"Why aren't you dressed yet?" Adam asked.
"I'm sorry I don't get up when the rooster crows but I like to sleep in," Julie stated.
"Well, sor-ry," Adam laughed as he layed down on my bed.
"Make yourself comfortable," Julie hit him with a pillow.
"Gladly."
"What are we going to do today?" Connie asked.
"I don't care."
"Let's go to the movies!" Guy suggested like it was the best thing since sliced bread.
"What's playing?"
"I don't know, but they are having an all day thing with the Rocky Horror Picture Show. We should go."
"That'd be fun," Connie nodded in agreement.
"What time do they start playing?" Julie asked.
"One o'clock, I think."
"And what time is it now?"
"Eleven - thirty."
"Okay, let us get ready and we will come down to your room, okay?" Julie asked.
"Sure, see ya," Adam pecked her on the cheek and left with Guy.
"I'm getting a shower."
Julie pulled on her gray sweater and stuffed her key in her back jean pocket.
"Are you ready?!" she called to Connie who was still getting ready in the bathroom.
"Yeah, coming," Connie rushed out and threw on a pair of sneakers. "Okay, done!"
She and Julie shut the door behind them, locking automatically.
"Shoot!" Julie whined halfway to the guy's dorm.
"What?" Connie asked, stopping.
"I forgot my wallet back in the room," she turned.
"Adam'll pay."
"Yeah, I know. But I like to have money on hand. I'll be right back," she started to jog down the hallway.
"You want be to come with you?" Connie called after her.
"No! I'll meet you there, go ahead!" Julie turned the corner and left Connie walking the rest of the way to the dorms by herself.
Julie struggled to get in the dorm, the key was sticking again. "Ugh! Come on you stupid door!" she moaned, kicking the bottom. Finally the door swung open. "We have got to get that fixed," she muttered. She looked around the room trying to spot her wallet. "Where is it?" she moaned.
She searched in her three drawers until she remembered that she had left it in her jacket from the night before. She flung open her closet and reached in the pocket. Julie was about to leave again when the phone rang. She hesitated, she couldn't waste much more time or they would be late. But what if it was important... She gave in and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Julie?" the voice on the other end was familiar but who ever it was was struggling to keep their voice stable.
"Yeah, this is me. Who is this?"
"It's Fulton."
"Oh, hey. What's up?"
"It's Jesse," was all he would say.
"What about him?" Julie asked, trying to sound concerned.
"He was uhh, well. Umm."
"Fulton, spit it out already," Julie tapped her foot impatiently.
"He was found last night at the street hockey court.... shot."
"Is he okay?!" Julie said, now she was scared.
"Julie... he was shot in the throat. Suicide."
"Oh, my God... oh God," Julie muttered random things as she failed at trying to hold back the tears. Without even thinking she hung up the phone. "Oh, God...oh God...," the phone rang again and Julie picked it up, figuring it was Fulton.
The voice on the other end wasn't his. It was clearly a boy, no older then twenty three but the voice seemed scratchy and mysterious.
"One Down."
*A/N* Did you like? Hopefully, please R&R. lots~of~love.
Chapter 9 One Down
Julie rolled over onto her stomach and pulled the pillows over her head to block out the pattering of the shower water on the shower curtain. When this didn't help she relucantly pulled off the covers and paced around the room. School would be starting back up again in a couple of days and the only thing she had done was go to some island and leave almost the next day. She actually shouldn't have been back in town for another two weeks. She decided not to call her parents, leave them thinking she was on some exotic island. They wouldn't bother her for an entire two weeks.
Julie hadn't even noticed that who ever it was that was in the shower had turned off the water and gotten out. The hand on her shoulder scared her and she leaped off of the window seat. "Oh, God. Connie. You scared the crap out of me," Julie said, breathing hard and holding her heart.
"Sorry, didn't mean to you. So, why didn't you spend the night with Adam?" Connie questioned.
"Not already," Julie moaned.
"What!"
"Why didn't you spend the night with Guy?" Julie asked although she never found out why because at that minute Guy and Adam came bursting in the door. "We never should have given them keys," Julie muttered.
"Why not?" Adam asked.
"Because you two barge in here whenever you feel like it, we could be changing or something!" Connie said.
"There's a dead bolt," Guy motioned towards the gold chain hanging at the top of the door.
"We shouldn't have to."
"Why aren't you dressed yet?" Adam asked.
"I'm sorry I don't get up when the rooster crows but I like to sleep in," Julie stated.
"Well, sor-ry," Adam laughed as he layed down on my bed.
"Make yourself comfortable," Julie hit him with a pillow.
"Gladly."
"What are we going to do today?" Connie asked.
"I don't care."
"Let's go to the movies!" Guy suggested like it was the best thing since sliced bread.
"What's playing?"
"I don't know, but they are having an all day thing with the Rocky Horror Picture Show. We should go."
"That'd be fun," Connie nodded in agreement.
"What time do they start playing?" Julie asked.
"One o'clock, I think."
"And what time is it now?"
"Eleven - thirty."
"Okay, let us get ready and we will come down to your room, okay?" Julie asked.
"Sure, see ya," Adam pecked her on the cheek and left with Guy.
"I'm getting a shower."
Julie pulled on her gray sweater and stuffed her key in her back jean pocket.
"Are you ready?!" she called to Connie who was still getting ready in the bathroom.
"Yeah, coming," Connie rushed out and threw on a pair of sneakers. "Okay, done!"
She and Julie shut the door behind them, locking automatically.
"Shoot!" Julie whined halfway to the guy's dorm.
"What?" Connie asked, stopping.
"I forgot my wallet back in the room," she turned.
"Adam'll pay."
"Yeah, I know. But I like to have money on hand. I'll be right back," she started to jog down the hallway.
"You want be to come with you?" Connie called after her.
"No! I'll meet you there, go ahead!" Julie turned the corner and left Connie walking the rest of the way to the dorms by herself.
Julie struggled to get in the dorm, the key was sticking again. "Ugh! Come on you stupid door!" she moaned, kicking the bottom. Finally the door swung open. "We have got to get that fixed," she muttered. She looked around the room trying to spot her wallet. "Where is it?" she moaned.
She searched in her three drawers until she remembered that she had left it in her jacket from the night before. She flung open her closet and reached in the pocket. Julie was about to leave again when the phone rang. She hesitated, she couldn't waste much more time or they would be late. But what if it was important... She gave in and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Julie?" the voice on the other end was familiar but who ever it was was struggling to keep their voice stable.
"Yeah, this is me. Who is this?"
"It's Fulton."
"Oh, hey. What's up?"
"It's Jesse," was all he would say.
"What about him?" Julie asked, trying to sound concerned.
"He was uhh, well. Umm."
"Fulton, spit it out already," Julie tapped her foot impatiently.
"He was found last night at the street hockey court.... shot."
"Is he okay?!" Julie said, now she was scared.
"Julie... he was shot in the throat. Suicide."
"Oh, my God... oh God," Julie muttered random things as she failed at trying to hold back the tears. Without even thinking she hung up the phone. "Oh, God...oh God...," the phone rang again and Julie picked it up, figuring it was Fulton.
The voice on the other end wasn't his. It was clearly a boy, no older then twenty three but the voice seemed scratchy and mysterious.
"One Down."
*A/N* Did you like? Hopefully, please R&R. lots~of~love.
