Mystery Unraveled.....
Tempest quietly sang to herself as she skipped into the bunkroom. She froze upon seeing Jack. He was sitting on Smipeshooter's bunk with his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands.
"Cowboy? Jack?," she called as she slowly drew closer. "Are you feeling okay?"
Jack lifted his head and looked up at Tempest. "Ya remember dat book dat I had?"
"Yeah, Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte," she answered.
"I lost it."
"No, I borrowed it. I wanted to look at something. I must have forgotten to place it back on your bed."
Jack's face lit up. "Where is it, Temp?," he exclaimed as he stood up.
"It should be on my bunk," she replied as she turned and approached her bunk. "Should be but...it's not," she added as she searched her bunk.
"What is dat supposed ta mean?," questioned Jack as he approached the bed.
"It means the book isn't here."
"Da book ain't here? Den where da hell is it?," cried Jack as he took over in the search.
Tempest took a few steps away from Jack as he began to tear the sheets off the bed. "I don't know where it is. Believe me, I would tell you if I knew. Especially when you're like this."
"I need dat book," whined Jack.
"Why?," she asked, confused.
"Because I..."
"Heya Jack, Tempest," called Race as he and Sapphire entered the room, holding hands.
"Hey," replied Jack half-heartedly. Tempest ignored the couple as she continued to stare at Jack.
"Jack, why do you need the book?," she asked as calmly as possible.
"Because da owner wants it back taday," Jack replied.
"The owner," she echoed. "You mean my sister, Megan,"
"Yer sister?," asked Jack, confused.
"A blonde with big green eyes who acts completely ladylike all the time."
"Miss Miller is yer sister? But ya look nothin' alike."
"Uh, Jack, have ya evea noticed what Mattie's last name is?," asked Race.
"Well...no...but..," stuttered Jack, slightly embarrassed.
"Matilda Louise Miller," stated Mattie.
"She's yer sister?"
"Yeah, that's what we're trying to tell you," said Mattie with a roll of her eyes. "I'm glad that book is missing."
"Why?," asked Jack.
"She doesn't need the book. Don't take it to her."
"Um, are you two missin' dis book, by any chance?," asked Sapphire, sheepishly as she held up Jane Eyre.
"Yeah," said the two simultaneously.
"How did you get that?," asked Tempest, suspiciously.
"Well, I kind of saw it on your bunk."
"You stole it?"
"No I was goin' to return it now."
"No you....," started Tempest angrily.
"Hold it," interrupted Race. "Now da important thing is dat we all know where da book is. Temp, don't take yer anger out on Sapphy. Now Sapphy, give Jack da book so dat he can return it ta Megan."
Tempest remained quiet but glared at the others before storming out of the bunkroom. Race and Sapphire stared after her but Jack just sunk down on the nearest bunk, letting out a low laugh.
"Sisters," he laughed. "I was always told ya should never mess wid sisters."
Later that day, Jack found himself staring at the numbers on the door to Miss Mil....Megan's apartment. Tempest's sister's apartment. Her sister, for crying out loud.
He looked down at the book in his hand and quickly placed it in his pocket. Taking a deep breath and raising his fist, he knocked three times on the door.
He waited a minute before raising his hand to knock again. The door flew open just as he was about to knock. He looked to her eyes and found them narrowed into a glare.
"Quickly, please Mr. Kelly," she ground out, as she stepped to the side. "You have already kept me waiting long enough."
"Sorry 'bout dat, Miss Miss Miller," replied Jack smoothly as he entered the apartment.
"You had better be sorry, Mr. Kelly," she huffed. "Now I would like my novel back.
"Well I..."
"I hope you brought the novel with you, Mr. Kelly because I wish to start reading it as soon as possible."
"I have it right here," said Jack gently as he pulled it out of his pocket. "I'm just waiting for you to say please."
"May I have my novel back now....please," she ground out.
"Dat wasn't askin' nicely but here ya go," he said as he began to hand it over.
"I do not have to ask a street rat like you nicely," she spat out.
"Well Miss Miss Miller, it's only polite ta say please and thank you," Jack informed her softly.
"Just give me the novel Mr. Kelly. I do not have to be polite to you.."
"But..."
"No, I do know what is considered right and proper. Do not try to inform me of it again."
"I..."
"I am only requesting that you return the novel and then leave my apartment and my life forever."
"Now..."
"Not another word Mr. Kelly. You street rats are all alike. You just do not know when to..."
Tired of not being heard, Jack leaned down and quieted Megan the only way he could. He kissed her. He felt her tense up from shock right away but to his surprise she was soon kissing him back. He pulled away reluctantly, knowing she would probably never let him within 50 feet or her ever again.
He watched as her eyes opened slowly and her hand came up to touch her fingers to her lips. She stared at him in shock. He gave a slight bow and with a mischievous smirk said, "Evenin' Megan." He then left the apartment.
Megan stared at the door for a few long moments as she tried to get her thoughts in order. Suddenly she realized that not only did she not have her novel back but Jack...no Mr. Kelly had called her Megan.
"How did he know my name?," she wondered aloud as she turned finally and sat down on the nearest chair. "And how am I going to retrieve the novel now?" She groaned and let her head fall into her hands.
On the other side of the door, Jack smirked as he stared at the closed door of Megan's apartment. He almost couldn't believe what had just happened. He had kissed her. He looked down at the book still in his hand. At least Sapph and Race will be able to read some more of it, he thought as he began to toss it in the air again and again.
Whistling softly, he turned on his heel and headed out to the Lodging House. Things were looking good.
Hey everyone....I am so sorry that it took me so long to update. April 29th?!?! Wow, that was forever ago. I had just finished performing the musical "Annie" at my high school. I had a major problem with writer's block. I had gotten Jack to Meg's apartment but I didn't have a clue what would happen from there. Thankfully my big sis helped me to find my way back to finishing the chapter. Hopefully I can update "Intenta Suicidio" soon and be back on track again. Again I am so very sorry for making you wait. Thanks to all my reviewers I appreciate the compliments. I hope everyone enjoyed how this chapter turned out. Please review!!!!
Molly
Tempest quietly sang to herself as she skipped into the bunkroom. She froze upon seeing Jack. He was sitting on Smipeshooter's bunk with his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands.
"Cowboy? Jack?," she called as she slowly drew closer. "Are you feeling okay?"
Jack lifted his head and looked up at Tempest. "Ya remember dat book dat I had?"
"Yeah, Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte," she answered.
"I lost it."
"No, I borrowed it. I wanted to look at something. I must have forgotten to place it back on your bed."
Jack's face lit up. "Where is it, Temp?," he exclaimed as he stood up.
"It should be on my bunk," she replied as she turned and approached her bunk. "Should be but...it's not," she added as she searched her bunk.
"What is dat supposed ta mean?," questioned Jack as he approached the bed.
"It means the book isn't here."
"Da book ain't here? Den where da hell is it?," cried Jack as he took over in the search.
Tempest took a few steps away from Jack as he began to tear the sheets off the bed. "I don't know where it is. Believe me, I would tell you if I knew. Especially when you're like this."
"I need dat book," whined Jack.
"Why?," she asked, confused.
"Because I..."
"Heya Jack, Tempest," called Race as he and Sapphire entered the room, holding hands.
"Hey," replied Jack half-heartedly. Tempest ignored the couple as she continued to stare at Jack.
"Jack, why do you need the book?," she asked as calmly as possible.
"Because da owner wants it back taday," Jack replied.
"The owner," she echoed. "You mean my sister, Megan,"
"Yer sister?," asked Jack, confused.
"A blonde with big green eyes who acts completely ladylike all the time."
"Miss Miller is yer sister? But ya look nothin' alike."
"Uh, Jack, have ya evea noticed what Mattie's last name is?," asked Race.
"Well...no...but..," stuttered Jack, slightly embarrassed.
"Matilda Louise Miller," stated Mattie.
"She's yer sister?"
"Yeah, that's what we're trying to tell you," said Mattie with a roll of her eyes. "I'm glad that book is missing."
"Why?," asked Jack.
"She doesn't need the book. Don't take it to her."
"Um, are you two missin' dis book, by any chance?," asked Sapphire, sheepishly as she held up Jane Eyre.
"Yeah," said the two simultaneously.
"How did you get that?," asked Tempest, suspiciously.
"Well, I kind of saw it on your bunk."
"You stole it?"
"No I was goin' to return it now."
"No you....," started Tempest angrily.
"Hold it," interrupted Race. "Now da important thing is dat we all know where da book is. Temp, don't take yer anger out on Sapphy. Now Sapphy, give Jack da book so dat he can return it ta Megan."
Tempest remained quiet but glared at the others before storming out of the bunkroom. Race and Sapphire stared after her but Jack just sunk down on the nearest bunk, letting out a low laugh.
"Sisters," he laughed. "I was always told ya should never mess wid sisters."
Later that day, Jack found himself staring at the numbers on the door to Miss Mil....Megan's apartment. Tempest's sister's apartment. Her sister, for crying out loud.
He looked down at the book in his hand and quickly placed it in his pocket. Taking a deep breath and raising his fist, he knocked three times on the door.
He waited a minute before raising his hand to knock again. The door flew open just as he was about to knock. He looked to her eyes and found them narrowed into a glare.
"Quickly, please Mr. Kelly," she ground out, as she stepped to the side. "You have already kept me waiting long enough."
"Sorry 'bout dat, Miss Miss Miller," replied Jack smoothly as he entered the apartment.
"You had better be sorry, Mr. Kelly," she huffed. "Now I would like my novel back.
"Well I..."
"I hope you brought the novel with you, Mr. Kelly because I wish to start reading it as soon as possible."
"I have it right here," said Jack gently as he pulled it out of his pocket. "I'm just waiting for you to say please."
"May I have my novel back now....please," she ground out.
"Dat wasn't askin' nicely but here ya go," he said as he began to hand it over.
"I do not have to ask a street rat like you nicely," she spat out.
"Well Miss Miss Miller, it's only polite ta say please and thank you," Jack informed her softly.
"Just give me the novel Mr. Kelly. I do not have to be polite to you.."
"But..."
"No, I do know what is considered right and proper. Do not try to inform me of it again."
"I..."
"I am only requesting that you return the novel and then leave my apartment and my life forever."
"Now..."
"Not another word Mr. Kelly. You street rats are all alike. You just do not know when to..."
Tired of not being heard, Jack leaned down and quieted Megan the only way he could. He kissed her. He felt her tense up from shock right away but to his surprise she was soon kissing him back. He pulled away reluctantly, knowing she would probably never let him within 50 feet or her ever again.
He watched as her eyes opened slowly and her hand came up to touch her fingers to her lips. She stared at him in shock. He gave a slight bow and with a mischievous smirk said, "Evenin' Megan." He then left the apartment.
Megan stared at the door for a few long moments as she tried to get her thoughts in order. Suddenly she realized that not only did she not have her novel back but Jack...no Mr. Kelly had called her Megan.
"How did he know my name?," she wondered aloud as she turned finally and sat down on the nearest chair. "And how am I going to retrieve the novel now?" She groaned and let her head fall into her hands.
On the other side of the door, Jack smirked as he stared at the closed door of Megan's apartment. He almost couldn't believe what had just happened. He had kissed her. He looked down at the book still in his hand. At least Sapph and Race will be able to read some more of it, he thought as he began to toss it in the air again and again.
Whistling softly, he turned on his heel and headed out to the Lodging House. Things were looking good.
Hey everyone....I am so sorry that it took me so long to update. April 29th?!?! Wow, that was forever ago. I had just finished performing the musical "Annie" at my high school. I had a major problem with writer's block. I had gotten Jack to Meg's apartment but I didn't have a clue what would happen from there. Thankfully my big sis helped me to find my way back to finishing the chapter. Hopefully I can update "Intenta Suicidio" soon and be back on track again. Again I am so very sorry for making you wait. Thanks to all my reviewers I appreciate the compliments. I hope everyone enjoyed how this chapter turned out. Please review!!!!
Molly