Chapter Eleven
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By lunch time, everything was almost back to normal.
Jesse had decided to move back in, and Spike was already purring in his arms as he read by the window.
Oh, I had missed the old times.
Of course, the old times didn't consist of me being Paul's new girlfriend.
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Lunch at the Ackerman's was as normal as it usually was. Dopey, Sleepy and David ate with their mouths open as usual and I stared in disgust. Have I mentioned Dopey and Sleepy think I'm really nuts after what happened at the party, on account of me talking to thin air.
Hey, what's new?
After lunch, I walked back up to my bedroom and found that Jesse, lying on the floor, having what looked like a seizure.
"Jesse!", I screamed. I ran up to him and tried to carry him to my bed (it was more like dragging him, but I made it). "What's happening Jesse, Jesse?"
It looked like it took all the strength he had left, but he opened one eye and said "Paul".
He was unconscious.
"Jesse?!!" I screamed again. But there was no way he could have heard me. Well, it looked like Paul wasn't going to rest until poor Jesse was as crippled as his grandad (not that his grandad is really crippled, but you know what I mean).
Because he was sweating so badly I got a wet towel from my bathroom and started sponging him with it. Poor Jesse. All I could think about was I HATE PAUL, I HATE PAUL, I HATE PAUL
And in walked Cee Cee.
"So that's Jesse?" she said.
Oops.
Please Review! Thanks to all that do... you guys really do rule.
Disclaimer- I don't own anything.
Please Review!
By lunch time, everything was almost back to normal.
Jesse had decided to move back in, and Spike was already purring in his arms as he read by the window.
Oh, I had missed the old times.
Of course, the old times didn't consist of me being Paul's new girlfriend.
*
Lunch at the Ackerman's was as normal as it usually was. Dopey, Sleepy and David ate with their mouths open as usual and I stared in disgust. Have I mentioned Dopey and Sleepy think I'm really nuts after what happened at the party, on account of me talking to thin air.
Hey, what's new?
After lunch, I walked back up to my bedroom and found that Jesse, lying on the floor, having what looked like a seizure.
"Jesse!", I screamed. I ran up to him and tried to carry him to my bed (it was more like dragging him, but I made it). "What's happening Jesse, Jesse?"
It looked like it took all the strength he had left, but he opened one eye and said "Paul".
He was unconscious.
"Jesse?!!" I screamed again. But there was no way he could have heard me. Well, it looked like Paul wasn't going to rest until poor Jesse was as crippled as his grandad (not that his grandad is really crippled, but you know what I mean).
Because he was sweating so badly I got a wet towel from my bathroom and started sponging him with it. Poor Jesse. All I could think about was I HATE PAUL, I HATE PAUL, I HATE PAUL
And in walked Cee Cee.
"So that's Jesse?" she said.
Oops.
Please Review! Thanks to all that do... you guys really do rule.