5. (A/N: Well one reviewer (Gobby, who gave me very good tips by the way, thank you so much for that, I'll try to work on it) asked which language is was… well… I'm Dutch ^_^; And I'm so sorry that it took a while to update)
When Jake walked me back to my place, he really didn't have to that but hey, if he insists, who am I to say no? He bisb and stays the hottie of the school. He asked me if I would be on school tomorrow. I look at him and then I nod.
'Why shouldn't I?' I ask.
'Well, I kinda broke up with Annabel…'
My jaw drops. 'Excuse me? Did I hear right? Did the mighty quarterback player dump his cheerleader?' I ask, my voice a little undertone of sarcasm.
He nods and I start laughing. 'Why?'
Jake scratches the back of his head and then says: 'She cheated on me.'
I stop laughing and look at him. I raise my brow as I echo his sentence: 'She… cheated on… you? Who is it this time?'
'Brad.' He answers.
Now it is my turn to drop my face: 'What? Not again… I just forgave him and wanted to take him back.' I say and with a sigh I sit down on the stairs to the house. He sits down next to me and then the silence falls again. A silence I didn't know existed. So peaceful… so pure… and so right…
'Why?' I think. 'Why?'
'Hee, Jeaney.' I hear a trusted voice coming from the street. I look up and see Brad. I sigh and stand up. 'What do you want?'
'Can I speak to you?' He looks at me and then at Jake '…Alone.'
Jake raises his hands and stands up. When he passes us he stops and then says to me: 'we must do this more often… See you Monday on school.' Then he runs of.
I stare at him with open mouth. 'What made him change all of the sudden?' I think.
Then I look back at Brad and ask: 'Why did you want to speak me for?'
'I…I…'
'You… what?'
'I… thought you wanted to know that I…'
'…cheated again?' I finish the sentence for him.
He doesn't look at me. That says enough for me.
'You know… why am I not surprised if it is Annabel again?'
He still doesn't look at me.
'Please, just get out off here you make me sick you know. If the death of my father wasn't hard enough, you must come to me and tell me you cheated twice with Annabel. You know I hope you two will be happy, you two are alike.' I say angry.
Then he looks up to me and starts: 'But…'
'But what? Are the excuses coming now? Just like last time? She meant nothing to me? I want you and you alone? Ow come on Brad, how old do you think I am? I am not the naïve girl you met in the first class you know. I grew up. Go, get out of here.' I say as I shoo him away with my hands.
He nods then turns around and leaves me. I watch him crossing the street and out of my life.
'Goodbye Brad. You don't know how much you hurt me with this?' I whisper. The wind rises and plays with my long light brown hair. They always said that I was a mixture between my parents. The eyes of my mother and the hair colour of my father. I smile faintly at the thought of my father, now I don't have to cry anymore, now I can think of him with pleasure of knowing him. I reach for the doorknob and go inside. I walk inside and find no-one to be seen. 'Figures.' I think. 'Why should anyone care about what happens to Jeanne?' Great, if the breaking up with Brad wasn't hard enough, now I'm starting to self pity me. I sigh and walk to the kitchen. I hear the door open en close again.
'Hai mom.' I say from the kitchen.
No answer. I hear footsteps they're not my mother's. They're heavier, almost like a man. I sharpen my senses and reach for the knife block on the kitchen sink. I take on of the smaller knives and hold on to it. 'What must I do now?' I duk as the door opens and the person enters the room. Why should I duk now? I'm godd forsaken the daughter of Spiderman. This would be a shame to my father. His own daughter afraid of someone enters her house without permission. I'm not afraid when it comes to villains, and I will not be afraid when I'm not in my costume. I stand up and throw the knife to the person. It misses by an inch.
'Damnit Jeanne, don't do that again okay?'
I raise a brow. The person knows my name. With one sight at the calendar I slap myself at the forehead. John would come home today. I race out of the kitchen and stand now before the person all dressed in black and with a black jacket on. I grin sheepish and then pulls of his head and a resembling of my dad stands before me.
'Hee squirt…' He says.
'Hee giant…' I smile and hug my brother.
(A/N: hehehehehehehe… (^_^') okay you guys, please let me know what you think of my story alright??? Pretty please??? *big glinstering puppy-eyes*
When Jake walked me back to my place, he really didn't have to that but hey, if he insists, who am I to say no? He bisb and stays the hottie of the school. He asked me if I would be on school tomorrow. I look at him and then I nod.
'Why shouldn't I?' I ask.
'Well, I kinda broke up with Annabel…'
My jaw drops. 'Excuse me? Did I hear right? Did the mighty quarterback player dump his cheerleader?' I ask, my voice a little undertone of sarcasm.
He nods and I start laughing. 'Why?'
Jake scratches the back of his head and then says: 'She cheated on me.'
I stop laughing and look at him. I raise my brow as I echo his sentence: 'She… cheated on… you? Who is it this time?'
'Brad.' He answers.
Now it is my turn to drop my face: 'What? Not again… I just forgave him and wanted to take him back.' I say and with a sigh I sit down on the stairs to the house. He sits down next to me and then the silence falls again. A silence I didn't know existed. So peaceful… so pure… and so right…
'Why?' I think. 'Why?'
'Hee, Jeaney.' I hear a trusted voice coming from the street. I look up and see Brad. I sigh and stand up. 'What do you want?'
'Can I speak to you?' He looks at me and then at Jake '…Alone.'
Jake raises his hands and stands up. When he passes us he stops and then says to me: 'we must do this more often… See you Monday on school.' Then he runs of.
I stare at him with open mouth. 'What made him change all of the sudden?' I think.
Then I look back at Brad and ask: 'Why did you want to speak me for?'
'I…I…'
'You… what?'
'I… thought you wanted to know that I…'
'…cheated again?' I finish the sentence for him.
He doesn't look at me. That says enough for me.
'You know… why am I not surprised if it is Annabel again?'
He still doesn't look at me.
'Please, just get out off here you make me sick you know. If the death of my father wasn't hard enough, you must come to me and tell me you cheated twice with Annabel. You know I hope you two will be happy, you two are alike.' I say angry.
Then he looks up to me and starts: 'But…'
'But what? Are the excuses coming now? Just like last time? She meant nothing to me? I want you and you alone? Ow come on Brad, how old do you think I am? I am not the naïve girl you met in the first class you know. I grew up. Go, get out of here.' I say as I shoo him away with my hands.
He nods then turns around and leaves me. I watch him crossing the street and out of my life.
'Goodbye Brad. You don't know how much you hurt me with this?' I whisper. The wind rises and plays with my long light brown hair. They always said that I was a mixture between my parents. The eyes of my mother and the hair colour of my father. I smile faintly at the thought of my father, now I don't have to cry anymore, now I can think of him with pleasure of knowing him. I reach for the doorknob and go inside. I walk inside and find no-one to be seen. 'Figures.' I think. 'Why should anyone care about what happens to Jeanne?' Great, if the breaking up with Brad wasn't hard enough, now I'm starting to self pity me. I sigh and walk to the kitchen. I hear the door open en close again.
'Hai mom.' I say from the kitchen.
No answer. I hear footsteps they're not my mother's. They're heavier, almost like a man. I sharpen my senses and reach for the knife block on the kitchen sink. I take on of the smaller knives and hold on to it. 'What must I do now?' I duk as the door opens and the person enters the room. Why should I duk now? I'm godd forsaken the daughter of Spiderman. This would be a shame to my father. His own daughter afraid of someone enters her house without permission. I'm not afraid when it comes to villains, and I will not be afraid when I'm not in my costume. I stand up and throw the knife to the person. It misses by an inch.
'Damnit Jeanne, don't do that again okay?'
I raise a brow. The person knows my name. With one sight at the calendar I slap myself at the forehead. John would come home today. I race out of the kitchen and stand now before the person all dressed in black and with a black jacket on. I grin sheepish and then pulls of his head and a resembling of my dad stands before me.
'Hee squirt…' He says.
'Hee giant…' I smile and hug my brother.
(A/N: hehehehehehehe… (^_^') okay you guys, please let me know what you think of my story alright??? Pretty please??? *big glinstering puppy-eyes*