AN: It's been a long time since I updated this one, but I had an encounter with Rene and Rob today (gotta love house shows, lol) and my muse is pushing me :)
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"Rob, what is that grinding noise?" Jameigh asked him as the foursome was traveling later that night.
Rob grimaced. "I was hoping no one else noticed."
Jameigh stole a glance to the back. Rene and Nora were both asleep. "They're out. Why wouldn't you pull over if you heard that?"
"Let's see. COntinue on, knowing something isn't right, or wake the devil herself. You choose."
"Normally I would agree with you. But the battery light is on."
Rob looked down to the dash. "Shit!" He pulled the car over and they both got out. He looked underneath from the front while Jameigh went around to the back.
"What is that thing hanging down?"
"I don't know. We're going to have to call someone."
"Just what I wanted to hear." She got back in the car and explained the situation to a just awakened Rene and Nora. Nora started her complaining right away.
"This is what we get for renting a damn Chevy. Now we're going to be stuck on a nearly deserted road for who knows how long."
"Rob's calling Triple A right now, so it shouldn't be too bad. At least it's not winter," Jameigh said, trying to point out that it could be worse.
"I guess." Everyone went silent until Rob got back in.
"They said we're looking at a ninety minute wait."
"Ninety minutes?" It was Rene's turn to complain.
Rob could only shrug. "Sorry guys." The car again grew silent, but was soon broken by an impatient Rob. "We could talk."
"What an amazing idea!" Jameigh said sarcastically. "You go first."
"Fine. Tell us about yourself."
"What is there to tell that you all don't already know?"
"Why you're such a bitch?" Rene asked from the back
"I'll answer that when you tell me why you're such an ass." He ignored that, and Jameigh turned back to Rob. "What do you want to know?"
"Anything you want to tell me."
"Hmmm...my middle name is Victoria. My birthday is on Christmas. I love to write, but I've never let anyone read anything I've done."
"Why not?" Rob interrupted.
"Because I suck. No, I just write for me, I guess. It's sappy, corny, and...well...girly. I love to travel, but I hate flying. I would pick driving anyday over getting on a plane. My favorite color is red. That's about it."
"Gee, that's all?" Rene mumbled.
"I'm sure I could bore you for another hour, but I don't think I could handle your whining if I did."
Rob interrupted in an attempt to regain the peace. "What would be your perfect date?"
"Do you want the Miss Congeniality answer or the regular one?"
"Both."
"September thirtieth because it's usually perfect sweater weather. Regular wise, I would have to say bowling."
"Bowling?"
Jameigh nodded. "Oh yeah. You get to compete, make a fool out of yourself, and have a great time. What could be better?"
"Anything," Rene again interjected. Jameigh turned around in the seat.
"Rene, do you know how to shut the hell up? You are seriously getting on my nerves!"
"Rene, you are getting on my nerves," he mocked. "You got on mine along time ago, Flair."
"Shove it."
"You first."
"GUYS!" Nora shouted. "While I would normally jump on the insult bandwagon, the two of you are really starting to get annoying. Just sit there and shut up until the tow truck gets here." Twenty minutes later they were all four crammed into the front of the tow truck, the girls forced to sit on the guys' laps. Jameigh, who was of course sitting with Rob, kind of laughed at Nora.
"I can't believe you actually told US to chill."
Nora smiled back. "Me either. I think this makes two civil sentences we've had today."
"Maybe even three," Jameigh replied with a smile of her own.
"Why did we start fighting anyway?"
"Because I was a bitch. You never actually did anything to me."
"Until we started fighting."
Jameigh nodded. "Yeah, until then. After that, you let it all go."
"True. I suppose we should stop."
"I guess."
"Yeah."
"Yeah." They both started laughing. "We are so weird."
"I feel like I'm caught in a really bad made for TV movie."
"Or an after school special," Jameigh countered.
Rene had a disgusted look on his face. "That was sickening."
Jameigh scowled at him. "Don't worry Rene. I promise we'll never have that bonding moment. Arguing with you is a part of my daily routine. I wouldn't know what to do otherwise."
"At least we agree on something."
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AN: Another extremely short chapter, I know, but I was having a moment, lol. R&R, good, bad, or horrible :) Thanks!
Lisa
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"Rob, what is that grinding noise?" Jameigh asked him as the foursome was traveling later that night.
Rob grimaced. "I was hoping no one else noticed."
Jameigh stole a glance to the back. Rene and Nora were both asleep. "They're out. Why wouldn't you pull over if you heard that?"
"Let's see. COntinue on, knowing something isn't right, or wake the devil herself. You choose."
"Normally I would agree with you. But the battery light is on."
Rob looked down to the dash. "Shit!" He pulled the car over and they both got out. He looked underneath from the front while Jameigh went around to the back.
"What is that thing hanging down?"
"I don't know. We're going to have to call someone."
"Just what I wanted to hear." She got back in the car and explained the situation to a just awakened Rene and Nora. Nora started her complaining right away.
"This is what we get for renting a damn Chevy. Now we're going to be stuck on a nearly deserted road for who knows how long."
"Rob's calling Triple A right now, so it shouldn't be too bad. At least it's not winter," Jameigh said, trying to point out that it could be worse.
"I guess." Everyone went silent until Rob got back in.
"They said we're looking at a ninety minute wait."
"Ninety minutes?" It was Rene's turn to complain.
Rob could only shrug. "Sorry guys." The car again grew silent, but was soon broken by an impatient Rob. "We could talk."
"What an amazing idea!" Jameigh said sarcastically. "You go first."
"Fine. Tell us about yourself."
"What is there to tell that you all don't already know?"
"Why you're such a bitch?" Rene asked from the back
"I'll answer that when you tell me why you're such an ass." He ignored that, and Jameigh turned back to Rob. "What do you want to know?"
"Anything you want to tell me."
"Hmmm...my middle name is Victoria. My birthday is on Christmas. I love to write, but I've never let anyone read anything I've done."
"Why not?" Rob interrupted.
"Because I suck. No, I just write for me, I guess. It's sappy, corny, and...well...girly. I love to travel, but I hate flying. I would pick driving anyday over getting on a plane. My favorite color is red. That's about it."
"Gee, that's all?" Rene mumbled.
"I'm sure I could bore you for another hour, but I don't think I could handle your whining if I did."
Rob interrupted in an attempt to regain the peace. "What would be your perfect date?"
"Do you want the Miss Congeniality answer or the regular one?"
"Both."
"September thirtieth because it's usually perfect sweater weather. Regular wise, I would have to say bowling."
"Bowling?"
Jameigh nodded. "Oh yeah. You get to compete, make a fool out of yourself, and have a great time. What could be better?"
"Anything," Rene again interjected. Jameigh turned around in the seat.
"Rene, do you know how to shut the hell up? You are seriously getting on my nerves!"
"Rene, you are getting on my nerves," he mocked. "You got on mine along time ago, Flair."
"Shove it."
"You first."
"GUYS!" Nora shouted. "While I would normally jump on the insult bandwagon, the two of you are really starting to get annoying. Just sit there and shut up until the tow truck gets here." Twenty minutes later they were all four crammed into the front of the tow truck, the girls forced to sit on the guys' laps. Jameigh, who was of course sitting with Rob, kind of laughed at Nora.
"I can't believe you actually told US to chill."
Nora smiled back. "Me either. I think this makes two civil sentences we've had today."
"Maybe even three," Jameigh replied with a smile of her own.
"Why did we start fighting anyway?"
"Because I was a bitch. You never actually did anything to me."
"Until we started fighting."
Jameigh nodded. "Yeah, until then. After that, you let it all go."
"True. I suppose we should stop."
"I guess."
"Yeah."
"Yeah." They both started laughing. "We are so weird."
"I feel like I'm caught in a really bad made for TV movie."
"Or an after school special," Jameigh countered.
Rene had a disgusted look on his face. "That was sickening."
Jameigh scowled at him. "Don't worry Rene. I promise we'll never have that bonding moment. Arguing with you is a part of my daily routine. I wouldn't know what to do otherwise."
"At least we agree on something."
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AN: Another extremely short chapter, I know, but I was having a moment, lol. R&R, good, bad, or horrible :) Thanks!
Lisa
