If anyone noticed, my computer for now is working. It's been uploaded to XP let's just see how long it lasts afore it dies AGAIN. Thanks to all who have been reading this and I hope you aren't too pissed off at me for taking so long to update. I tell you it's not my fault. Well...actually it is cuz it's been up again for like a week, I'm just too lazy to write and have had a small case of Writer's Block. Damn that. Damn it I say!
Well enough of my ranting for one day on with the story before a mob of angry peaserts, led by Dennis who is NOT an old woman but a thirty-seven year old man. ::If you have no idea WTF I'm talking about, watch Monty Python and the Holy Grail:: I don't want to die. So here you go.
Chapter 5: The Dance
Jack
I left the game in high spirits, we had won our homecoming, something that hasn't happened for a few years. That was, until I got home. Dad was in another one of his /moods/. "Perfect." I muttered to myself, perparing for the worst. He was sitting on the deck, a bottle of Jack Dainel's in one hand and another few empty bottles of beer and other things of the sort littered the once clean area.
I went in the back way to avoid the man whom I'm sorry to say shared my last name. Jason was sitting in the kitchen, doing homework. Homework? On a Friday? This boy was a definate black sheep of the family, well then again I'm no white one. But I would NEVER do homework on a weekend, or period, I should add.
"Hey Jack" He said to me, not looking up from his American History book. I sat down across from him, trying to get him, metally, to look at me. He can, unlike some of the female population of the planet, resist me. Damn him. Damn him I say. But, no, don't damn him. Then I would be without sanity for a long while. "Don't you have prom or something tomorrow?"
"For the last time." I tried to tell the younger boy."It's Homecoming. Say it with me, H-O-M-E-C-O-M-I-N-G."
"Prom" he hissed under his breathe. I grinned at him, smirking then got up and headed up to my room. It was exactly how anyone who knew me would expect it to be. If you didn't, it may freak you out. When most people think Jack Andrew Sparrow, you think dirty man-whore. But my room is clean thank you very much. Mainly posters of my favorite bands, and a large collection of CD's from Audioslave to Yellowcard. Ordered alphabeticaly. What can I say, I'm compulsive. It's a curse.
Pulling my band shirt off and tossing it aside, not caring where it landed, I crawled into bed, almost instantly regretting it. I had to leave my comfy bed to turn my light out, stupid light. While I'm in a damning mood, damn light and who ever invented the light bulb, Thomas Jefferson, or who ever. I don't at this time care who the hell invented it, they needed to die. If they werent already dead. I thought to myself.
The lights went out after I fliped the switch, sending my room into darkness. Just the way nature intended. Light is bad for my complection. Or, no never mind. Just ignor my late night ranting. I'm starting to sound girlish. I think Elizabeth and Ana are being a bad influence on me. Speaking of whom, I forgot to ask Ana to the dance. "Shit." I said to the wall, jumping up off my bed, yet again. I hopped over to my phone and then a burst of understanding smacked me in the face harder than my dad's right hook. "What's her number?"
The student directory is my friend, wait, I began to look in it, her name wasn't in here. Shit. This really isn't my night. "Oh well, I'll just watch a movie, and ask her to dance a few times tomorrow night." I popped in the closest DVD which happened to be Monty Python and the Holy Grail. (1) I've read the subtitles in the credits and there are no specially trained llamas in this movie. There are no llamas in this movie, trained or otherwise. But besides that.
SOLDIER #1: Halt! Who goes there?
ARTHUR: It is I, Arthur, son of Uther Pendragon, from the castle of Camelot. King of the Britons, defeator of the Saxons, sovereign of all England!
SOLDIER #1: Pull the other one!
ARTHUR: I am,... and this is my trusty servant Patsy. We have ridden the length and breadth of the land in search of knights who will join me in my court at Camelot. I must speak with your lord and master.
SOLDIER #1: What? Ridden on a horse?
ARTHUR: Yes!
SOLDIER #1: You're using coconuts!
I've seen this movie too many times when I can quote it. It's really pathetic if you were to ask my professional opinion. But no one ever does. I crawled under the covers and listened to the soldiers aruge with Graham Chapman about weather or not a swallow could or could not carry a coconut. The last thing I remember before falling asleep was that Sir Gallahad and Launcelot were arguing that 150 girl bewteen the ages of sixteen and nineteen-and-a-half was great peril and Gallahad questioning Launcelot. (I bet your gay!)
The next evening
It was around 7:00, the dance started in an hour. I had just jumped out of the shower and dried off when Jason yelled from the living room that the phone was for me. I slid on a pair of of jeans over my boxers and picked up my phone.
"Talk to me." I said into the receiver.
"Jack?" The person on the other end of the line said. "Jack Sparrow." The voice hissed. I recognized it now. My most hated enemy. It suprised me that we used to be friends.
"What do you want Barbossa?" I snapped into the phone. Not wanting to talk to one person who had personally made my life go from bad to worse. Mutanious bastard.
"Now now now" He said, sarcasticlly "Is that any way to treat me?"
"Yes." I replied. "It's more than you deserve. Now what the fuck do you want?"
"Language, doesn't your daddy hit you for that." I could almost feel him smiling that evil grin. "I just wanted to say good job getting another girl, did you get into her pants yet?" That touched a nerve.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" I asked, slaming the phone back onto the cradle. "Asshole." I hissed at the phone.
Walking over to my closet, I chose a black dress shit, almost the only one I had, seeing I never had a need for one. Black looks good on me, hides how skinny I am. My ensomble was compleatly black except for the tie. "Ack. Screw this." I pulled it off in frustration. I hated them. "Too dressy." I said, unbuttoning the top button. "There. Maybe Ana will like this." I smiled, maybe I did earn the title resident man-whore. But it's hard to be a sex symbol and not be called that at my own personal hell, pardon me...school. I finished geling my hair, spiked for a change, and grabbed my car keys. (2)
"Tally-ho!" I said from behind the wheel. "Off to the dance I go.!" the glowing numbers on the clock said I had fifteen minutes to get to school. Wow, it took longer than I thougt to get ready.
Ana
I arrived at school with Elizabeth, exactly on time. I was in a dark blue dress with spaghetti strap, knee lenget dress. Liz was in a burgandy one with a matching corasge, reminding me that I had no date. I hope I'm not the resident wall flower of the dance.
"Come on." Elizabeth said, jumping out of her car, dragging me along with her. Will met her at the door, I had to admit he looked VERY good tonight, dressed in a silver shirt and black pants. He offered his arm to Liz, who took it.
"Jack'll be here in about two minutes, he called before you came." I nodded my thanks and stood just inside the door. A few minutes later Jack pulled in and turned his car off. I lied, Will looked awefull, Jack was like a dark haired Adonis. I blinked a few times and made it look like I hadn't seen him and leaned against the wall, examining my fingernails.
" 'ello love." He said as he came in the door spotting me.
"Took you long enough." I said walking towards him. He grinned apologeticlly.
"Is it too late to ask you to the dance?" He asked, offering me his arm much in the same way Will had just a few minutes ago. I gave him a small smile.
"Are you asking me then?" I asked pertending to not know what he was talking about. He nodded. "Well, in that case..." I paused. His mouth dropped open. "Fine." I said, closing it with my index finger. His face lit up as he went to pay for the both of us.
The music was loud, a local DJ was playing "Hot in Here" by Nelly. I spotted Will and Elizabeth over by some of Will's friends. "Come on." I said to him, leading him over to the others.
"Hi Liam." he said to Will. He nodded back to him, his arm around his date, the others that I recognized as being on the cross country team. There was Mike and Ryan, both in my math class, Bree, Mike's date who I sat next to in band,I didn't know the others.
Other songs came on including Crazy Train for the band. I had to laugh when Invisible started to play and Jack screamed. "NOOO!" He moaned. "Bad memories." He held his head in his hands.
"You did fine yesterday. Now, dance boy." I told him. He was happy to oblige, following me and the others out onto the middle of the floor.
Mike
"Enjoying yourself?" I asked Bree, she and Kelcie were talking and I felt a little left out. Forgive a guy for getting jealous.
"Yeah." she said. Invisible came on and I took this as my cue. I asked her to dance and led her onto the floor, following Will and his date.
"You look great tonight you know." I said, wrapping my arms around her small waist. She blushed, and mouthed 'thanks'. She did though, in her dark green knee length, strapless dress(slightly shorter in the front than back) I raised my eyebrows at her. "A little revealing aren't we?" I asked her, smiling. She saw it and smiled back, nodding, as to say 'whatever you say'. She rested her head on my shoulder as we rocked back and forth slowly. Her hair smelled really good, like strawberry's and cream.
The song ended and we reluctantly broke apart. "I'm gonna get a drink, commin with?" she looked over her shoulder and headed towards the punch table. I followed her, my hands going, once again around her waist, kissing her lightly on the neck.
"Get a room." I heard Ryan say from behind me. (3) I turned, letting go of Bree. Ryan was standing behind me, Sarah next to him.
"What about you two, do YOU need a room?" I laughed evily. Sarah hit me on the arm lightly. "What, like you wouldn't want that." I said to her. She shrugged, obvioulsy agreeing with me."See, I knew you would like the room all to yourself, so i left it for you. Unlike some people," I glanced at Ryan, lowering my voice so only he could hear. "My snake know's when feeding time is." I raised my eyebrows at him and strolled away to let him ponder that thougt. As soon as I was out of earshot, I had to laugh. The look on his face was priceless. Simply priceless. It was a mastercard moment. Bree joined me a moment later and looked at me funny.
"What did you do now?" she asked me. "Wait, don't tell me, I don't think I wanna know." 'Smart move chicky' I thought to myself.
"Good move toots." I answered cheekily. She smiled and lightly hit me on the shoulder, but making it up with a kiss. 'Damn I'm lucky' I thought inwardly, looking down at the georgous girl now leaning her head on my shoulder. She shivered slightly because of the fog machine located next to our spot. "Cold love?" I asked her, holding her closer to me.
She sighed in response turning to face the dance floor. Students began to make a circle around the court. My dates section leader was Homecoming King. Marco was dancing with Lily, the Homecoming Queen. There was clapping as their song ended and they made their way to join the throng of people. Elizabeth, Will's date re-joined him after the dace with Ryan as Ryan returned to the waiting Sarah. He kissed her as they made their way back to the dance floor.
"They look cute together no?" Bree asked me. I nodded and took her smaller hand in mine.
"Let's dance." I said, hugging her body closer to mine, never wanting to let go. I heard someone come up and whisper something in my ear. It was Ryan. I leaned my head closer to him so I could hear.
"Feeding time?" he asked, I turned a shade of red and shook my head 'no'. "Sure." He said, walking back to his date.
"What was that one about?" Bree questioned, looking up at me out of her silvery blue eyes.
"Nothing." I replied
Jack
Ana and I had been dancing for a while when Marco walked over to me to congradulate me once again for my preformance at the game yesterday. I smiled, blushing which was something I rarely did, except when I spike punch like I did yet again tonight. You would think the school would learn NOT to drink it but noooo. They continue to intoxicate themselves. But this year i didn't put as much in as I normally would. Aslo making sure neither I nor Ana wene anywhere near it.
It was nearing ten thirty, there was only about a half hour of the dance left. "Hey, Ana, wanna go get something to eat?" I asked her ploping down in a chair by one of the round senior tables, pushed over to the wall.
"Sure." she said, standing up, "Lets go." I followed her and told Liz she didn't need a ride anymore. We both climbed into my car, a '68 'vette. I loved my car, but not as much as other things.
"Where to?" I asked, looking at her before I pulled out of my parking space. I look again, she shrugged.
"Can we stop at my house so I can change? I hate wearing dreses." I nodd and turn, somehow I know exactly where she lives, maybe it was instince but I got there and gave her time to get dressed, sittng in the living room. Her mother walked down the stairs to tell me she was almost ready and if we wanted to stay here and she would fix us something.
"Thank you," I say politely. "that would be better I think. If it's not too much trouble." she brushed the thought away and headed to the kitchen.
I ate popcorn and those personal pizzas with Ana and her Mother whos name I learned was Rae. We sat for a while in a comfortable silence. I was starting to fall asleep at the table, resting my head in my arms. "Tired hun?" Rae asked me. I nodded sleeply, yawning at the same time. "You can sleep on the couch if you want, you don't have to drive home tonight."
I nodded my thanks, smiling at her, I dont think she saw but I did just the same. "Do you need to call you parents?" she asked, as she came back into the kitchen from putting an extra blanket and pillow on the couch.
I laughed hollowly. "Great joke." I said "My mother died when I was five, that's when the love ended. There and then. My stupid dad and his damn fists-" I stopped myself in time to save myself from the questions I knew were comming.
Ana gave me a suprized look. "That's where those cuts and bruises came from last week." She said, realization shone on her face. "I-I-Jack, I'm sorry hun, I should have noticed. I'm so stupid not to think of it before. I-" I cut her off.
"It's ok Ana." I said simply, putting a hand on her shoulder. "No one but Liam and you two know. I'm not real thrilled about my family, any of them for that matter."
Ana's mother broke the silence, suggesting that we watch a movie. I nodded in forced agreement, following my girlfriend..or I think she technically isn't since I never truley asked her out. It didn't matter, I followed one of my few true friends over to the couch. I sat at one end and she used me as a pillow. Her mother put in a movie after asking us what we wanted to watch. Neither having any ideas. I saw the name Johnny Depp on the cover of the box. Benny and Joon. I think it was just me, but I think I look a little like him. I shrugged to myself and settled back and watched the movie. Ana fell asleep on my lap, so I carried her up to her room and gave her a little goodnight kiss before turning the lights out. "Night love." I whispered to her sleeping form.
I left the room and went back to my couch and turned the TV off, the movie ended as I was taking Ana up to her room. Rae came to turn out the living room light. "Good night Jack." She said from the wall. "Sweet dreams." I blushed in the dark, second time tonight. It's been so long since I had a mother figure in my life. I told her this, and she gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Three times. Damn it. "Good night hun." She left me to think for about twenty minutes until I fell asleep, arms under my head, looking out the window at the moonless night.
(1) the Holy Grail also does not belong to me, but I DO have my own copy if that counts for anything. If you want to read the script, click on this little link or type it in if it's being bitchy and won't make it's self a link.
(2) does he sound a little vain here or is it just me? O-well i think it's the brain damage he isn't the brightest crayon in the box as we all know, he's allowed to be a retard a few times.
(3)If you don't remember who I'm talking about i suggest you re-read chapter 3 i believe it is, all the names are in there, or is it chapter 2? i dunno.
Well enough of my ranting for one day on with the story before a mob of angry peaserts, led by Dennis who is NOT an old woman but a thirty-seven year old man. ::If you have no idea WTF I'm talking about, watch Monty Python and the Holy Grail:: I don't want to die. So here you go.
Chapter 5: The Dance
Jack
I left the game in high spirits, we had won our homecoming, something that hasn't happened for a few years. That was, until I got home. Dad was in another one of his /moods/. "Perfect." I muttered to myself, perparing for the worst. He was sitting on the deck, a bottle of Jack Dainel's in one hand and another few empty bottles of beer and other things of the sort littered the once clean area.
I went in the back way to avoid the man whom I'm sorry to say shared my last name. Jason was sitting in the kitchen, doing homework. Homework? On a Friday? This boy was a definate black sheep of the family, well then again I'm no white one. But I would NEVER do homework on a weekend, or period, I should add.
"Hey Jack" He said to me, not looking up from his American History book. I sat down across from him, trying to get him, metally, to look at me. He can, unlike some of the female population of the planet, resist me. Damn him. Damn him I say. But, no, don't damn him. Then I would be without sanity for a long while. "Don't you have prom or something tomorrow?"
"For the last time." I tried to tell the younger boy."It's Homecoming. Say it with me, H-O-M-E-C-O-M-I-N-G."
"Prom" he hissed under his breathe. I grinned at him, smirking then got up and headed up to my room. It was exactly how anyone who knew me would expect it to be. If you didn't, it may freak you out. When most people think Jack Andrew Sparrow, you think dirty man-whore. But my room is clean thank you very much. Mainly posters of my favorite bands, and a large collection of CD's from Audioslave to Yellowcard. Ordered alphabeticaly. What can I say, I'm compulsive. It's a curse.
Pulling my band shirt off and tossing it aside, not caring where it landed, I crawled into bed, almost instantly regretting it. I had to leave my comfy bed to turn my light out, stupid light. While I'm in a damning mood, damn light and who ever invented the light bulb, Thomas Jefferson, or who ever. I don't at this time care who the hell invented it, they needed to die. If they werent already dead. I thought to myself.
The lights went out after I fliped the switch, sending my room into darkness. Just the way nature intended. Light is bad for my complection. Or, no never mind. Just ignor my late night ranting. I'm starting to sound girlish. I think Elizabeth and Ana are being a bad influence on me. Speaking of whom, I forgot to ask Ana to the dance. "Shit." I said to the wall, jumping up off my bed, yet again. I hopped over to my phone and then a burst of understanding smacked me in the face harder than my dad's right hook. "What's her number?"
The student directory is my friend, wait, I began to look in it, her name wasn't in here. Shit. This really isn't my night. "Oh well, I'll just watch a movie, and ask her to dance a few times tomorrow night." I popped in the closest DVD which happened to be Monty Python and the Holy Grail. (1) I've read the subtitles in the credits and there are no specially trained llamas in this movie. There are no llamas in this movie, trained or otherwise. But besides that.
SOLDIER #1: Halt! Who goes there?
ARTHUR: It is I, Arthur, son of Uther Pendragon, from the castle of Camelot. King of the Britons, defeator of the Saxons, sovereign of all England!
SOLDIER #1: Pull the other one!
ARTHUR: I am,... and this is my trusty servant Patsy. We have ridden the length and breadth of the land in search of knights who will join me in my court at Camelot. I must speak with your lord and master.
SOLDIER #1: What? Ridden on a horse?
ARTHUR: Yes!
SOLDIER #1: You're using coconuts!
I've seen this movie too many times when I can quote it. It's really pathetic if you were to ask my professional opinion. But no one ever does. I crawled under the covers and listened to the soldiers aruge with Graham Chapman about weather or not a swallow could or could not carry a coconut. The last thing I remember before falling asleep was that Sir Gallahad and Launcelot were arguing that 150 girl bewteen the ages of sixteen and nineteen-and-a-half was great peril and Gallahad questioning Launcelot. (I bet your gay!)
The next evening
It was around 7:00, the dance started in an hour. I had just jumped out of the shower and dried off when Jason yelled from the living room that the phone was for me. I slid on a pair of of jeans over my boxers and picked up my phone.
"Talk to me." I said into the receiver.
"Jack?" The person on the other end of the line said. "Jack Sparrow." The voice hissed. I recognized it now. My most hated enemy. It suprised me that we used to be friends.
"What do you want Barbossa?" I snapped into the phone. Not wanting to talk to one person who had personally made my life go from bad to worse. Mutanious bastard.
"Now now now" He said, sarcasticlly "Is that any way to treat me?"
"Yes." I replied. "It's more than you deserve. Now what the fuck do you want?"
"Language, doesn't your daddy hit you for that." I could almost feel him smiling that evil grin. "I just wanted to say good job getting another girl, did you get into her pants yet?" That touched a nerve.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" I asked, slaming the phone back onto the cradle. "Asshole." I hissed at the phone.
Walking over to my closet, I chose a black dress shit, almost the only one I had, seeing I never had a need for one. Black looks good on me, hides how skinny I am. My ensomble was compleatly black except for the tie. "Ack. Screw this." I pulled it off in frustration. I hated them. "Too dressy." I said, unbuttoning the top button. "There. Maybe Ana will like this." I smiled, maybe I did earn the title resident man-whore. But it's hard to be a sex symbol and not be called that at my own personal hell, pardon me...school. I finished geling my hair, spiked for a change, and grabbed my car keys. (2)
"Tally-ho!" I said from behind the wheel. "Off to the dance I go.!" the glowing numbers on the clock said I had fifteen minutes to get to school. Wow, it took longer than I thougt to get ready.
Ana
I arrived at school with Elizabeth, exactly on time. I was in a dark blue dress with spaghetti strap, knee lenget dress. Liz was in a burgandy one with a matching corasge, reminding me that I had no date. I hope I'm not the resident wall flower of the dance.
"Come on." Elizabeth said, jumping out of her car, dragging me along with her. Will met her at the door, I had to admit he looked VERY good tonight, dressed in a silver shirt and black pants. He offered his arm to Liz, who took it.
"Jack'll be here in about two minutes, he called before you came." I nodded my thanks and stood just inside the door. A few minutes later Jack pulled in and turned his car off. I lied, Will looked awefull, Jack was like a dark haired Adonis. I blinked a few times and made it look like I hadn't seen him and leaned against the wall, examining my fingernails.
" 'ello love." He said as he came in the door spotting me.
"Took you long enough." I said walking towards him. He grinned apologeticlly.
"Is it too late to ask you to the dance?" He asked, offering me his arm much in the same way Will had just a few minutes ago. I gave him a small smile.
"Are you asking me then?" I asked pertending to not know what he was talking about. He nodded. "Well, in that case..." I paused. His mouth dropped open. "Fine." I said, closing it with my index finger. His face lit up as he went to pay for the both of us.
The music was loud, a local DJ was playing "Hot in Here" by Nelly. I spotted Will and Elizabeth over by some of Will's friends. "Come on." I said to him, leading him over to the others.
"Hi Liam." he said to Will. He nodded back to him, his arm around his date, the others that I recognized as being on the cross country team. There was Mike and Ryan, both in my math class, Bree, Mike's date who I sat next to in band,I didn't know the others.
Other songs came on including Crazy Train for the band. I had to laugh when Invisible started to play and Jack screamed. "NOOO!" He moaned. "Bad memories." He held his head in his hands.
"You did fine yesterday. Now, dance boy." I told him. He was happy to oblige, following me and the others out onto the middle of the floor.
Mike
"Enjoying yourself?" I asked Bree, she and Kelcie were talking and I felt a little left out. Forgive a guy for getting jealous.
"Yeah." she said. Invisible came on and I took this as my cue. I asked her to dance and led her onto the floor, following Will and his date.
"You look great tonight you know." I said, wrapping my arms around her small waist. She blushed, and mouthed 'thanks'. She did though, in her dark green knee length, strapless dress(slightly shorter in the front than back) I raised my eyebrows at her. "A little revealing aren't we?" I asked her, smiling. She saw it and smiled back, nodding, as to say 'whatever you say'. She rested her head on my shoulder as we rocked back and forth slowly. Her hair smelled really good, like strawberry's and cream.
The song ended and we reluctantly broke apart. "I'm gonna get a drink, commin with?" she looked over her shoulder and headed towards the punch table. I followed her, my hands going, once again around her waist, kissing her lightly on the neck.
"Get a room." I heard Ryan say from behind me. (3) I turned, letting go of Bree. Ryan was standing behind me, Sarah next to him.
"What about you two, do YOU need a room?" I laughed evily. Sarah hit me on the arm lightly. "What, like you wouldn't want that." I said to her. She shrugged, obvioulsy agreeing with me."See, I knew you would like the room all to yourself, so i left it for you. Unlike some people," I glanced at Ryan, lowering my voice so only he could hear. "My snake know's when feeding time is." I raised my eyebrows at him and strolled away to let him ponder that thougt. As soon as I was out of earshot, I had to laugh. The look on his face was priceless. Simply priceless. It was a mastercard moment. Bree joined me a moment later and looked at me funny.
"What did you do now?" she asked me. "Wait, don't tell me, I don't think I wanna know." 'Smart move chicky' I thought to myself.
"Good move toots." I answered cheekily. She smiled and lightly hit me on the shoulder, but making it up with a kiss. 'Damn I'm lucky' I thought inwardly, looking down at the georgous girl now leaning her head on my shoulder. She shivered slightly because of the fog machine located next to our spot. "Cold love?" I asked her, holding her closer to me.
She sighed in response turning to face the dance floor. Students began to make a circle around the court. My dates section leader was Homecoming King. Marco was dancing with Lily, the Homecoming Queen. There was clapping as their song ended and they made their way to join the throng of people. Elizabeth, Will's date re-joined him after the dace with Ryan as Ryan returned to the waiting Sarah. He kissed her as they made their way back to the dance floor.
"They look cute together no?" Bree asked me. I nodded and took her smaller hand in mine.
"Let's dance." I said, hugging her body closer to mine, never wanting to let go. I heard someone come up and whisper something in my ear. It was Ryan. I leaned my head closer to him so I could hear.
"Feeding time?" he asked, I turned a shade of red and shook my head 'no'. "Sure." He said, walking back to his date.
"What was that one about?" Bree questioned, looking up at me out of her silvery blue eyes.
"Nothing." I replied
Jack
Ana and I had been dancing for a while when Marco walked over to me to congradulate me once again for my preformance at the game yesterday. I smiled, blushing which was something I rarely did, except when I spike punch like I did yet again tonight. You would think the school would learn NOT to drink it but noooo. They continue to intoxicate themselves. But this year i didn't put as much in as I normally would. Aslo making sure neither I nor Ana wene anywhere near it.
It was nearing ten thirty, there was only about a half hour of the dance left. "Hey, Ana, wanna go get something to eat?" I asked her ploping down in a chair by one of the round senior tables, pushed over to the wall.
"Sure." she said, standing up, "Lets go." I followed her and told Liz she didn't need a ride anymore. We both climbed into my car, a '68 'vette. I loved my car, but not as much as other things.
"Where to?" I asked, looking at her before I pulled out of my parking space. I look again, she shrugged.
"Can we stop at my house so I can change? I hate wearing dreses." I nodd and turn, somehow I know exactly where she lives, maybe it was instince but I got there and gave her time to get dressed, sittng in the living room. Her mother walked down the stairs to tell me she was almost ready and if we wanted to stay here and she would fix us something.
"Thank you," I say politely. "that would be better I think. If it's not too much trouble." she brushed the thought away and headed to the kitchen.
I ate popcorn and those personal pizzas with Ana and her Mother whos name I learned was Rae. We sat for a while in a comfortable silence. I was starting to fall asleep at the table, resting my head in my arms. "Tired hun?" Rae asked me. I nodded sleeply, yawning at the same time. "You can sleep on the couch if you want, you don't have to drive home tonight."
I nodded my thanks, smiling at her, I dont think she saw but I did just the same. "Do you need to call you parents?" she asked, as she came back into the kitchen from putting an extra blanket and pillow on the couch.
I laughed hollowly. "Great joke." I said "My mother died when I was five, that's when the love ended. There and then. My stupid dad and his damn fists-" I stopped myself in time to save myself from the questions I knew were comming.
Ana gave me a suprized look. "That's where those cuts and bruises came from last week." She said, realization shone on her face. "I-I-Jack, I'm sorry hun, I should have noticed. I'm so stupid not to think of it before. I-" I cut her off.
"It's ok Ana." I said simply, putting a hand on her shoulder. "No one but Liam and you two know. I'm not real thrilled about my family, any of them for that matter."
Ana's mother broke the silence, suggesting that we watch a movie. I nodded in forced agreement, following my girlfriend..or I think she technically isn't since I never truley asked her out. It didn't matter, I followed one of my few true friends over to the couch. I sat at one end and she used me as a pillow. Her mother put in a movie after asking us what we wanted to watch. Neither having any ideas. I saw the name Johnny Depp on the cover of the box. Benny and Joon. I think it was just me, but I think I look a little like him. I shrugged to myself and settled back and watched the movie. Ana fell asleep on my lap, so I carried her up to her room and gave her a little goodnight kiss before turning the lights out. "Night love." I whispered to her sleeping form.
I left the room and went back to my couch and turned the TV off, the movie ended as I was taking Ana up to her room. Rae came to turn out the living room light. "Good night Jack." She said from the wall. "Sweet dreams." I blushed in the dark, second time tonight. It's been so long since I had a mother figure in my life. I told her this, and she gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Three times. Damn it. "Good night hun." She left me to think for about twenty minutes until I fell asleep, arms under my head, looking out the window at the moonless night.
(1) the Holy Grail also does not belong to me, but I DO have my own copy if that counts for anything. If you want to read the script, click on this little link or type it in if it's being bitchy and won't make it's self a link.
(2) does he sound a little vain here or is it just me? O-well i think it's the brain damage he isn't the brightest crayon in the box as we all know, he's allowed to be a retard a few times.
(3)If you don't remember who I'm talking about i suggest you re-read chapter 3 i believe it is, all the names are in there, or is it chapter 2? i dunno.