"…And Things Like Chemistry…"
Ok, so, who doesn't own a cell phone?
Who brought back their permission slip?
Jesse leaned her head back and let it rest on the ambulance behind her. She was so caught up within herself as she tried to relax that she didn't notice the grey haired man walk up next to her, "Hello, I'm Charles Keefe, I'll assume you're Jessica Ripner?"
Because I know nobody wants to stay home.
While the rest of us go out and make a day of it.
"Yes, my name is Jessica Ripner, call me Jesse please, though," she said shaking his hand firmly. "My goodness I've heard so much about you, from my dad."
"Well, he is married to the best friend of my wife, well before she fell into a coma," he said with a smile. She could tell that he was trying to be friendly but it wasn't working to well.
"I kinda figured that."
Cause theme parks are so much more fun when the sun's outside
And I lost my phone to the lake beneath the Batman ride.
Jackson sat on the hood of one of the many police cars that surrounded the building, "You Jackson Ripner?" he looked up to see a large police officer holding papers out to him.
"Yeah, what are these for?" he asked taking them from the man.
"They are from your wife, Lisa Ripner, I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news…"
They're starting something, and I don't want to begin it
(I don't want to begin it)
They're looking for trouble, but with me it won't be found
(With me, won't be found)
Jesse was just starting to calm her nerves when she saw Jackson stalk by.
And I regret that I'm completely out of daytime minutes
(I don't want to begin it)
And, so, I guess I'll have to wait a lot til 8 o'clock comes around
"Jackson where are you going?" she called after him making him turn to her.
Ok, so, who doesn't have a cell phone
Well, I don't need to ask my friends
"I told you I was leaving when I got this done, I never break a promise," he said with a certain sadness in his eyes.
Because, I know mine was fastened to my jawbone
Thanks to all those nights and weekends
"So you are abandoning me again," she said looking at the ground, "Only this time it's not just me, it's mom to!"
Cause theme parks are so much more fun when the sun's outside
And I lost my phone to the lake beneath the Batman ride
"Goodness, you hate me when I'm gone! You hate me when I here, what do you want from me woman?" he shouted throwing his hands in the air.
"I want you to be my dad!"
They're starting something, and I don't want to begin it
(I don't want to begin it)
They're looking for trouble, but with me it won't be found
(With me, won't be found)
Jackson merely blinked at her for a moment. What did she mean be a dad? He was her dad already, wasn't he?
And I regret that I'm completely out of daytime minutes
(I don't want to begin it)
And, so, I guess I'll have to wait a lot til 8 o'clock comes around
"I want you to send me back to my room because I have to much make up on, or lecture me because I'm showing too much skin! I want you to try and scare off my prom date when I bring him home, and all my boyfriends after that. Then I want you to walk me down the aisle to marry the one guy who stayed through everything you put him through trying to scare him off. Then I want you to get drunk at the wedding and sing some out of date song that no one knows the lyrics to anymore." A tear ran down her cheek and she continued, "I want you to be my dad, not just some father who comes around every now and then."
When it comes to relationships (I'm the dumbest one)
And I don't mean just with girls (I mean with everyone)
Your illustrations always point out just what's wrong with me
It's Chap Stick, and Chapped Lips, and things like Chemistry
"Jesse…" his voice trailed off as he watched his teenage daughter wither in front of him.
"No, you know what? Just go, you want to go, it's not going to make a difference what I say or do, so just go." She sighed taking a step back.
"Will you at least let me finish?"
"Fine, finish, father," she spat.
"You're make up is too dark." She smiled and laughed.
It's Chap Stick, and Chapped Lips, and things like...
Jesse and Jackson were still talking when Jason and Rodney walked up to them, "Hey Jesse." Rodney said draping his arm over her shoulders. Jackson shot him a look and he dropped the arm to his side once again.
It's Chap Stick, and Chapped Lips, and things like...
Jesse reached over and grabbed his arm; she draped it back over her shoulders then held his hand so that he couldn't move it again.
It's Chap Stick, and Chapped Lips, and things like Chemistry
"We are the strangest family I have ever seen," Jessica said looking from her uncle then to her father then to Rodney.
Can I relate to you the way you relate to me
Can you help me out with my chemistry
"You would call us a family, Jess?" Jackson asked surprised after everything that had happened within the last week.
"Considering everything that has happened over the past few years…" she trialed off as she seemed to go into deep thought. "I'd have to say, yes."
I don't want to be perceived the way I am
Lisa looked down at the papers that sat on the bed with her. They were copies of the ones she had sent Jackson to sign, a divorce wouldn't be so bad, would it?
I just want to be perceived the way I am
I finally finished it, yay! w00t w00t! Thank you all who took the time to review, it really helped. And thank you emptyvoices, who helped me with some of the plot development. I really like how this one finished up, and I hope y'all stick around for the sequal. The sequal shoul be up soon it's going to be called, 'The Art of Breaking.' Oh, and before I forget, the name of the band who did this was Reliant K, if you hadn't guessed the name of the song was 'Things Like Chemistry' I know the song doesn't really fit this story, but I used it anyway, sue me. Anywhoosel, what's next on the adgenda? Oh yes, I do not own any of the songs f witch I used, nor do I own anything related to Red Eye. I do have some OFCs in this, I own them. If you would like links to any of the songs I used, just ask,I love them hince the fact that I used them!Oh and the catch to the sequal is, I need ten reviews before I post the sequal. That's all for tonight folks, I bid you farewell from the queen of the marshmellows!
-Nina Moore
