xX... This is chapter 6 or 7, whatever and wherever you are reading
(depending if you read Phone Messages or not). This chapters gonna be a
little crazy so bare with me! Anyways... Yeah, that's it ...xX
Zack Mooneyham was discovering life, and was now experiencing his first hang over. Something Dewey had taught them. Zack attempted to open his eyes, but for fear of having to face reality he kept them smartly shut. Soon Zack couldn't take it anymore, he opened his eyes and surveyed what his room liked like: His clothes looked as though they had been hastily thrown on a chair. He looked at himself; he was wearing boxers, and no shirt. The window shade was closed and other than the clothes, everything was normal. He closed his eyes, sighed and rested. He let the sheets and the pillows take him away, he tried to re account what had happened last night, he had blown his top at Dewey, he had seen Marta, and the whole band, been disappointed by the reappearance of Freddy, uh... He couldn't think of anything else. His lips began to tingle: oh yeah, he though, that... He smiled. He was still getting over it. Everything seemed to cease to matter when his lips touched hers. But what happened after that? Zack spread his arms out over the bed and moved them around,
"Quit it," said a weary voice next to Zack.
Zack lay there, dumbfounded, what had just happened?
"Excuse me?" Zack asked the voice again. This time he opened his eyes. Laying next to him was a body. He jumped up,
"WHAT THE FUCK!?" He got out of bed.
"Shut up, I'm trying to sleep," the sleepy voice came.
Zack examined the figure, deep, dark hair. Katie. She was lying on her side in Zack's bed, she had on just her lacey bra, and panties. Zack stood silent for a while, overlooking her.
"Katie, you're in my bed," Zack said, timidly.
"Wha?" Katie moaned, suddenly it kicked in, "WHAT? OHMIGOD, what?"
She jumped out of bed, freaked out. They both were,
"How did this happen?" Katie asked, freaked out.
"I dunno, I just woke up, and you were laying in my bed next to me, it's not a bad thing..." Zack smiled
Katie wasn't that amused,
"Shut up, you are a perv, looking at me like that!" She opened one of Zack's drawers and grabbed a shirt; the first one she pulled out was a tiny black shirt that said: THE RAMONES on it. Zack ran over and grabbed it, it was the only thing the older Zack had kept from the younger Zack's life. Katie looked at him and pulled the next one out,
"Don't grab it," she said, before Zack could even say anything. It was a plain white shirt. She pulled it on over her top, "OK, let's try to sort this out, how did I get in your bed, with you?" She sat down in a chair.
"Did we...ya know...DO anything?" Zack practically whispered.
"You better pray not, cuze if I'm pregnant you are going strait to HELL my friend." She spat, Zack could tell she was oddly pleased that they had...spent the night.
"Try and think what happened last night," Zack told her, "we might be able to sort it out."
There was a long silence as they both were deep in thought on how they got to sleeping together.
"I think we were really drunk," said Katie, timidly.
"Yeah, lemme call Marta, maybe she put us in a cab or something," Zack went down the hall to get the phone.
"Nice apartment!" Katie called as she poked around Zack's room. Zack was looking through his pants now for the slip of paper with Marta's phone number. Katie was fishing around in Zack's drawers. Being nosy, as usual.
"Got it!" yelled Zack from down the hall. There was a silence as Zack dialed the number. Katie, tired of snooping around Zack's room, sat down on the bed. Zack came back in and went into the bathroom. He called, "Marta wants to talk with me in the park, I'll see you later." He pulled on a pair of pants.
"What? What am I supposed to do?" Katie asked.
"I dunno, this is New York, find something!" Zack pulled on a Polo Shirt.
"Kay, see ya later, I guess," said Katie, waving goodbye to Zack as he hurried out the door.
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Zack strolled casually into Central Park and up to a hot dog stand,
"Regular, please," Zack asked the man, giving him a couple of singles. Zack headed down the path towards the lake.
"ZACK!" Zack heard someone yell from behind him. Zack turned around to see Marta running towards him.
"Zack, hey, thanks for coming to talk to me," Marta said, she was wearing a pink wool sweater and some faded jeans.
"No problem, what's up?" Zack asked, biting into his hotdog.
"Did you get my message?" Marta asked.
"No, why?"
"Well, I thought you'd know why you were here today..." she cut herself off.
There was silence as they walked past Pug Playground.
"Zack," Marta asked, slowly.
"Hmm?" Zack answered.
"I'm still in love with you, I'm not in love with Alex, I should be, but I can't. I try to force myself to love him, but I see your face on his body, and well, god that's a perfect fit!" Marta sat down by the Alice in Wonderland statue.
"Marta, I think you're just having post marital worries. When's your honeymoon?" Zack asked, trying to reassure Marta but not at all sure himself.
"I leave for Fiji tomorrow." Marta said, "Zack you don't understand, I can't spend my life with this guy. I can't, it would kill me, and I think I'm going to go back to singing." Hot tears ran down her red cheeks.
"No, Marta, no," Zack said, wiping the tears off Marta's face, "You just have to do what feels right," Zack soothed.
Marta touched Zack's face, and smiled. She then grabbed his head and pulled him close, kissing him on the lips. Zack tried to pull away but couldn't, she was holding him down in, say a, clamp. She finally let go, smiled and got up.
"God, do I feel so much better! I kissed you before I go on my honeymoon. Now all that's left is my virgi..."
"Marta, no, I wish nothing but happiness to you, I hope you enjoy life, maybe I'll see you soon," Zack said. Recovering
Marta began walking away, when she turned around, walking backwards she yelled back, "I'll miss you Zack Mooneyham, and I will always love you to death!" She turned around and ran around the corner and away to her husband.
............................................................................................................. :BEEP: This is Summer Hathaway, please leave a message after the beep and if I care and know you I will answer you! Bye bye now! -slilence- :BEEP:
-Summer, hey, it's Zack. You remember me right? I wanna see if we can get together for lunch tomorrow, call me back: 2123579834 bye.-
Zack hung up the phone, the real reason for asking to meet Summer was because he had had the hugest crush on her. He wanted to see what she looked like in the future...
............................................................................................................ "Katie, please," Zack followed Katie around the round cashier desk. She was moving about, cutting flowers, ringing up items, Zack couldn't help fall in love with her. Even if, back in real life, he would die for quiet little Summer. Katie had a seductive independence and sweet innocence about her that made Zack follow her. The innocence was no longer in Katie as she was no longer talking to Zack. She was really mad about the night that had happened a week earlier.
"Sorry sir, but we are all out of the daisies, you know it's toward the end of the day, we are closing soon, and we get a shipment tonight." Katie told a customer. She shooed the last customer out and slammed/locked the door behind her. Facing Zack, hands on her hips.
"What, the hell, do you want?" Katie asked, furious. She went over to the register and began counting the money.
"We were drunk; we didn't know what we were doing. I had no idea, you had no idea. It's no ones fault." Zack pleaded, "Please, I need you, your friendship," Satisfied Zack slouched down on a stool.
"Zack, it's not that... It's I think I'm... God, I don't know. Look, it's 7:05; I should be outta here, bye."
Hastily she ran out of the store, dumbfounded, Zack went out of the store, he kicked a car, and angrily cursed the world as he walked home.
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Dear Diary:
I HATE ME! I HATE FUCKING ZACK MOONEYHAM. I can't help but yearn for him, though. It's crazy, I can't sleep. We slept together, my god, I think I must've been dreaming when I woke up with him. I wanted to grab him and fall back asleep with his arm reaching over me, holding me tight. I hate it! I can't help but be mad at him! Plus- I think I might be... Oh god I can't say this: I'm friggin 24. I can't do this.
I think I'm pregnant! Did we actually have sex? My god, I can't believe it! I'm going to the doctor tomorrow. Wish me luck. I hope not, I think I'll wring Zack's neck. Ok, god, I'm outta here, gonna grab some dinner at Dag's and Marta asked me to visit her tonight. She says she has a problem. Bye... Bye: the pregnant and madly in love Katie Brown
xX... That's 7. not my best chapter (nothing seems to be these days) neways... I've got some plans for where this should go. If you have any suggestions PLZ email or IM me: shmuke2000 or shmuke2000aol.com PEACE OUT ...xX
Zack Mooneyham was discovering life, and was now experiencing his first hang over. Something Dewey had taught them. Zack attempted to open his eyes, but for fear of having to face reality he kept them smartly shut. Soon Zack couldn't take it anymore, he opened his eyes and surveyed what his room liked like: His clothes looked as though they had been hastily thrown on a chair. He looked at himself; he was wearing boxers, and no shirt. The window shade was closed and other than the clothes, everything was normal. He closed his eyes, sighed and rested. He let the sheets and the pillows take him away, he tried to re account what had happened last night, he had blown his top at Dewey, he had seen Marta, and the whole band, been disappointed by the reappearance of Freddy, uh... He couldn't think of anything else. His lips began to tingle: oh yeah, he though, that... He smiled. He was still getting over it. Everything seemed to cease to matter when his lips touched hers. But what happened after that? Zack spread his arms out over the bed and moved them around,
"Quit it," said a weary voice next to Zack.
Zack lay there, dumbfounded, what had just happened?
"Excuse me?" Zack asked the voice again. This time he opened his eyes. Laying next to him was a body. He jumped up,
"WHAT THE FUCK!?" He got out of bed.
"Shut up, I'm trying to sleep," the sleepy voice came.
Zack examined the figure, deep, dark hair. Katie. She was lying on her side in Zack's bed, she had on just her lacey bra, and panties. Zack stood silent for a while, overlooking her.
"Katie, you're in my bed," Zack said, timidly.
"Wha?" Katie moaned, suddenly it kicked in, "WHAT? OHMIGOD, what?"
She jumped out of bed, freaked out. They both were,
"How did this happen?" Katie asked, freaked out.
"I dunno, I just woke up, and you were laying in my bed next to me, it's not a bad thing..." Zack smiled
Katie wasn't that amused,
"Shut up, you are a perv, looking at me like that!" She opened one of Zack's drawers and grabbed a shirt; the first one she pulled out was a tiny black shirt that said: THE RAMONES on it. Zack ran over and grabbed it, it was the only thing the older Zack had kept from the younger Zack's life. Katie looked at him and pulled the next one out,
"Don't grab it," she said, before Zack could even say anything. It was a plain white shirt. She pulled it on over her top, "OK, let's try to sort this out, how did I get in your bed, with you?" She sat down in a chair.
"Did we...ya know...DO anything?" Zack practically whispered.
"You better pray not, cuze if I'm pregnant you are going strait to HELL my friend." She spat, Zack could tell she was oddly pleased that they had...spent the night.
"Try and think what happened last night," Zack told her, "we might be able to sort it out."
There was a long silence as they both were deep in thought on how they got to sleeping together.
"I think we were really drunk," said Katie, timidly.
"Yeah, lemme call Marta, maybe she put us in a cab or something," Zack went down the hall to get the phone.
"Nice apartment!" Katie called as she poked around Zack's room. Zack was looking through his pants now for the slip of paper with Marta's phone number. Katie was fishing around in Zack's drawers. Being nosy, as usual.
"Got it!" yelled Zack from down the hall. There was a silence as Zack dialed the number. Katie, tired of snooping around Zack's room, sat down on the bed. Zack came back in and went into the bathroom. He called, "Marta wants to talk with me in the park, I'll see you later." He pulled on a pair of pants.
"What? What am I supposed to do?" Katie asked.
"I dunno, this is New York, find something!" Zack pulled on a Polo Shirt.
"Kay, see ya later, I guess," said Katie, waving goodbye to Zack as he hurried out the door.
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Zack strolled casually into Central Park and up to a hot dog stand,
"Regular, please," Zack asked the man, giving him a couple of singles. Zack headed down the path towards the lake.
"ZACK!" Zack heard someone yell from behind him. Zack turned around to see Marta running towards him.
"Zack, hey, thanks for coming to talk to me," Marta said, she was wearing a pink wool sweater and some faded jeans.
"No problem, what's up?" Zack asked, biting into his hotdog.
"Did you get my message?" Marta asked.
"No, why?"
"Well, I thought you'd know why you were here today..." she cut herself off.
There was silence as they walked past Pug Playground.
"Zack," Marta asked, slowly.
"Hmm?" Zack answered.
"I'm still in love with you, I'm not in love with Alex, I should be, but I can't. I try to force myself to love him, but I see your face on his body, and well, god that's a perfect fit!" Marta sat down by the Alice in Wonderland statue.
"Marta, I think you're just having post marital worries. When's your honeymoon?" Zack asked, trying to reassure Marta but not at all sure himself.
"I leave for Fiji tomorrow." Marta said, "Zack you don't understand, I can't spend my life with this guy. I can't, it would kill me, and I think I'm going to go back to singing." Hot tears ran down her red cheeks.
"No, Marta, no," Zack said, wiping the tears off Marta's face, "You just have to do what feels right," Zack soothed.
Marta touched Zack's face, and smiled. She then grabbed his head and pulled him close, kissing him on the lips. Zack tried to pull away but couldn't, she was holding him down in, say a, clamp. She finally let go, smiled and got up.
"God, do I feel so much better! I kissed you before I go on my honeymoon. Now all that's left is my virgi..."
"Marta, no, I wish nothing but happiness to you, I hope you enjoy life, maybe I'll see you soon," Zack said. Recovering
Marta began walking away, when she turned around, walking backwards she yelled back, "I'll miss you Zack Mooneyham, and I will always love you to death!" She turned around and ran around the corner and away to her husband.
............................................................................................................. :BEEP: This is Summer Hathaway, please leave a message after the beep and if I care and know you I will answer you! Bye bye now! -slilence- :BEEP:
-Summer, hey, it's Zack. You remember me right? I wanna see if we can get together for lunch tomorrow, call me back: 2123579834 bye.-
Zack hung up the phone, the real reason for asking to meet Summer was because he had had the hugest crush on her. He wanted to see what she looked like in the future...
............................................................................................................ "Katie, please," Zack followed Katie around the round cashier desk. She was moving about, cutting flowers, ringing up items, Zack couldn't help fall in love with her. Even if, back in real life, he would die for quiet little Summer. Katie had a seductive independence and sweet innocence about her that made Zack follow her. The innocence was no longer in Katie as she was no longer talking to Zack. She was really mad about the night that had happened a week earlier.
"Sorry sir, but we are all out of the daisies, you know it's toward the end of the day, we are closing soon, and we get a shipment tonight." Katie told a customer. She shooed the last customer out and slammed/locked the door behind her. Facing Zack, hands on her hips.
"What, the hell, do you want?" Katie asked, furious. She went over to the register and began counting the money.
"We were drunk; we didn't know what we were doing. I had no idea, you had no idea. It's no ones fault." Zack pleaded, "Please, I need you, your friendship," Satisfied Zack slouched down on a stool.
"Zack, it's not that... It's I think I'm... God, I don't know. Look, it's 7:05; I should be outta here, bye."
Hastily she ran out of the store, dumbfounded, Zack went out of the store, he kicked a car, and angrily cursed the world as he walked home.
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Dear Diary:
I HATE ME! I HATE FUCKING ZACK MOONEYHAM. I can't help but yearn for him, though. It's crazy, I can't sleep. We slept together, my god, I think I must've been dreaming when I woke up with him. I wanted to grab him and fall back asleep with his arm reaching over me, holding me tight. I hate it! I can't help but be mad at him! Plus- I think I might be... Oh god I can't say this: I'm friggin 24. I can't do this.
I think I'm pregnant! Did we actually have sex? My god, I can't believe it! I'm going to the doctor tomorrow. Wish me luck. I hope not, I think I'll wring Zack's neck. Ok, god, I'm outta here, gonna grab some dinner at Dag's and Marta asked me to visit her tonight. She says she has a problem. Bye... Bye: the pregnant and madly in love Katie Brown
xX... That's 7. not my best chapter (nothing seems to be these days) neways... I've got some plans for where this should go. If you have any suggestions PLZ email or IM me: shmuke2000 or shmuke2000aol.com PEACE OUT ...xX