Chapter two: Jesse, mystery man.
It was a beautiful morning in summer, and a walk around the park was a very nice idea. Jesse and Liz walked hand-in-hand, talking as if they had known each other their whole lives. "So after Drunk Hubbard knocked down our door, Grandma Winnie grabbed her cane, and started to strike him hard on the back, until he would leave!"
Jesse laughed. That sounded like Winnie, so lively, so full of energy. And now she was dead.
"Yeah, I wish she was alive now, so she can meet you. But I'm sure you two have had enough encounters in...therapy." she said, as if reading his mind.
"Yeah, I guess so. But I would've still liked it if I could see her at least one last time."
That had come out so sincere, and so meaningful. What did Jesse mean by that? "Well anyways, we should change the subject."
"Yeah," Jesse agreed. Thank God he could now get his mind away from Winnie! "So, how's your um...school like?"
Liz shrugged. " It's OK, I guess. I mean, that's where all my friends are at and that's where I met Charlie—"
"Charlie?"
"My boyfriend."
Jesse looked disappointed. "Oh, your boyfriend..."
"He's at lacrosse camp for the summer. I'm all alone now."
Jesse smiled. Well, at least Charlie wasn't here.
Suddenly, a tall blond girl walked their way, embracing Liz. "Hey Lizzie!" she greeted cheerfully.
"Hey!" Liz greeted back, happy to see her friend.
The girl examined Jesse. "So, who's the guy?"
Liz felt like an idiot to have forgotten that Jesse was even there. "Oh! Um...Ruthie, this is Jesse." She said.
"Hi," Jesse said, flashing his sexy smile.
Suddenly, Liz felt the same way when Charlie had been teaching her younger sister Claire how to swim. It had seemed like Charlie had been all over Claire, like he was attracted to her. Liz felt jealous!
"Well Jesse, I think we better go."
"Why?" Jesse asked, knowing Liz's jealousy. "I think Ruthie should join us."
"Jesse, now!" she demanded.
Jesse gave Ruthie an apologetic look, and then started to walk off with Liz.
Once they were a certain distance away, Liz stared right into Jesse's emerald blue eyes. Jesse smiled at her, then, ever so lightly kissed her. It was a sweet kiss, a rather friendly kiss. Liz felt disappointed, but hey, what good would a hungry kiss do? She hardly knew the guy! She kissed him back, making hers equally soft.
Suddenly, a ringing interrupted their sweet kiss, brining them back to reality. Jesse grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket, and pressed it hard against his ear. "Hello?"
It was Mae Tuck, his caring mother. "Jesse, please, you need to come. It's Miles!"
Recently, Miles had turned himself into a violent serial killer. Jesse wondered whom he had killed this time. It was sad, but it was true. Thank God the rest of the Tucks were not in Treegap. Jesse would hate to have to leave again, when things had started to get good. "Don't worry Ma, I'll be right there." Jesse answered, then hang up.
"Who was that?" Liz asked, impatient for another kiss.
"It was my mother. I have to go, Liz!"
With that, Jesse sped off. Liz wanted to chase after him, but she stopped himself. She knew Jesse would come back. Now things were getting a little interested. There was a little more to than his looks to Jesse, psychotic boy. Jesse was mysterious, and that's what Liz liked about a man. Questions poured in her head. "What kind of person calls their mother 'Ma'?", "Who was this Jesse Tuck?", "Why did he sound so sure of himself, like he had been around forever?", "How did Jesse know her grandmother so well?", "And why did Jesse like her so much? Why was he so eager to kiss her?"
Despite how eager Liz was to get the answers to her questions, she knew she would have to find out, one by one. That is, if she ever did find out. You'd never know.