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My Heart, My Head
Chapter Two
"FREDERICK JONES WHERE ARE YOU?"
Freddy yawned into the phone, "Morning Mom." he said.
"Where are you?" She asked once again.
Freddy looked around outside, "Uh...a highway." he answered.
She sighed, "Which highway."
"Uh...a highway."
"So you're lost?" She asked.
Freddy smiled, "Yes."
She laughed, "When are you planning on coming home?" She asked.
Freddy sighed, "I don't know mom." he asnwered.
"What are you trying to do, run away?" She asked angerly.
"No, I'm trying to find Summer." He said.
"What do you mean?" She asked woridly, "Was Summer taken?"
"Mom, I really have to go." He said trying to cut the conversation short.
"Where is Summer?" She asked once again. Freddy was busy looking at the letter to reply to her. He knew her handwritting better than anyone. He could spot her a mile away, and hear her voice even when she's not there. "Freddy?" she asked again.
Freddy's eyes teared up, "Um..." he said, his voice cracking "Mom, I've got to go." he said a tear running down his cheek.
She sighed, "You better call me back." she warned.
"Yeah, I will." He said.
"Alright honey, don't get too lost alright? I love you."
"I love you too. Bye." he said and hung up.
An hour later...
Freddy looked at the map, "Where the hell am I?" He asked himself. He saw a truck stop and pulled over.
He walked into inside and his mouth dropped. This was a bar. Everyone knew that Freddy had a temptaion problem. One beer wont hurt... he told himself.
He went up to the acutal bar and sat down on a vacant stool. A woman with long blonde hair and green eyes came over to him. "What can I get you?" she asked.
"Just a beer." He said.
The woman came back in a second with his beer. "Lost?" she asked.
The looked at her as if she was crazy. "No." he said. She looked at him again. "Yes."
She leaned over the bar, showing her chest off to him. "Then have a shot." she said puting a glass in front of him.
"I've got to get back on the road, I cant be tipsy while driving." he said.
The woman smiled, "So? One shot won't hurt." she said and filled his glass. "Come on, drink it." she said.
Freddy looked into her eyes, which happened to be brown and took the shot in his hand and chuged it down. She smiled, "See? Wasn't so bad huh? Now all you need to do is drink 10 more of those in a row under21 seconds,and you beat the record."
Freddy Jones was very competitive.
"What do you say?" She asked smiling and unbuttoned his shirt one.
And he was very horney.
"I say, keep em coming!" He said and smiled back.
She took a microphone, "Ok everyone! This man here wants to beat old Jay's shot record!" She yelled. "Do you think he can do it?" she asked. Everyone booed at him and said no.
But Freddy Jones was not the one to give up.
She poured him another 10 other shots, "Ready?" she asked him.
He smiled and held the glass up. "As I'll ever be." he said.
She smiled, "Ready, set...GO!"
Freddy Jones was a show off.
By his 9th shot he was at 11 seconds.
And Freddy Jones loved to show off.
He slammed his last glass down, as she stopped her watch. "Impressive." she said. Picking up the microphone again, she yelled, "18 seconds!" Everyone in the bar went wild. She took a picture of him and put it on the wall under the sign saying "Hall of Fame."
"What's my prize?" He asked smoothly.
"You're looking at her." She said and sat on his lap and kissed him.
One thing Freddy Jones wasn't
was a cheater.
And so he pushed her off him and got up. "I may be lost, but my heart's not." he said thinking of Summer.
And whether Summer was his girl right now or not
He would never do that--
No matter how tipsy he was.
Freddy got back into his car (but no without hitting a few others first) and put the keys in the ignition. He laid his head on the steering wheel. He knew that kissing another girl wouldn't clear his mind of Summer, it wouldn't make her go away.
No matter how much people denied it-
Freddy was smart...
...when he wanted to be...
He turned the keys so the car would turn on, but soon decided against it. Last thing he needed to do was to go kill himself or something.
So he turned the car off
and passed out
Entering dreamworld
...Where it was all about Summer...
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