Courtney: Hey! I'm starting to think you lazy little readers like the short chapters better!! The ones less drawn out...less detailed! [Pouts]
Ajia: Oh gawd...not this again...
Courtney: [Rambles on about how much work she put into her chapters.]
Ajia: Why would you call our readers lazy!? Now they really arent going to comment us! This is going to be or already is all your fault!
Courtney: You know what Ajia...that really hurts...I mean really, that hurt....
Ajia: My bad....dont cry again....please?
Staying in the Mercer house wasn't as good as Nikki thought it would be, the death of Mama Mercer haunted her mind, making it impossible for Nikki to sleep. However, she finally got her eyes to close and stay closed at three in the morning, and caught a good seven and half hours of sleep. When she woke, she noticed that her loyal companion wasn't next to her, but gone.
Nikki: "Fat ass is probably eatin'..."
She said to no one in particular. She sat up stretching and yawing, rubbing her eyes. She went over to her luggage and pulled out a big t-shirt with a big truck on it that said 'The road never stops, so you have to keep on going.' She pulled it over her head, covering her scarce pajamas, which consisted of nothing more than boxers and a training bra. She knew that being in house with all boys; one was likely to come in the room for whatever reason. She sat back on the bed and pulled her phone of its charger, flipped it open and dialed a number. She held the phone to her ear and listen to ring. Click.
Nikki: "...Tito, it's Nikki...I know, I know but, something came up...Look, I don't know!...Are you serious!?...Yes, I do!..."
She argued with her boss over the phone. If she didn't get back in time then she would lose her job, which means no money, and no money is not good. As she was arguing over the phone, she heard the door open, then close, and felt the bed move as if someone had gotten on it. She was certain that it was Kira, the sound of chips crunching was a dead give away.
"Whoa! Why the hell didn't you tell me you didn't have any damn clothes on!?"
Nikki looked over her shoulder from facing the wall and saw Angel at the door way, surprised to see Kira in such...revealing clothes. Nikki just rolled her eyes, and turned back to the wall, trying to tune out their conversation and continue with hers.
Nikki: "Well what do you want me to do?...and you got the money for that, 'cause I don't...Do you know how long that's going to take?..."
The sound of Kira's instant laughter flooded one ear and the sound of her boss yelling filled the other, both sounds clashing in her mind as she rubbed her temples sighing in irritation, trying to keep her composure, trying not to yell like she always did when she was irritated.
Angel: "That's fucked up Kira."
And the sound of a door slamming echoed in the room, making Nikki grimace; this was a little too much noise for her to take in at one time. The bed lifted and she heard the sound of footsteps leaving the room...Silence... "Aaangeeelll…," at least for that moment.
Nikki: "What did you just say!?...How you gonna disrespect me!?..."
Unknowing to Nikki, Jack was standing just before the door way in the hall, peering into the room wondering why Nikki could possibly be yelling. Nikki stood from her seated position, outraged, she yelled into the phone.
Nikki: "You gonna dis me, now my friend!? You know what you full of shit Tito!...Kiss my ass you fat fuck! You're so lucky I'm not down there right now, or I woulda kicked yo fucking ass!...I don't give a rat's ass!...FUCK YOU!!"
She slammed her phone shut, and threw it on the bed in raw anger, pacing the floor, shaking her head. How could he disrespect her recently dead friend, her, and then fire her? Nikki took a vow that when she gets back to L.A., she'll be sure to stop the auto shop to pay her boss Tito Mendez a visit.
Jack: "Nikki...?"
Nikki stopped in her tracks and looked at Jack who had walked in, with a questioning look on his face. She tried to soften her mad expression, but it stayed fixed.
Jack: "Is everything alright? What's the matter?"
Nikki: "My boss! He just fired me! Not to mention dis my friend who just died!"
She yelled, throwing her hands in the air as she resumed to pacing the floor. Jack just grinned, Nikki hasn't changed in personality, and she was still as tough as ever.
Jack: "So what'chu gonna do?"
Nikki: "I don't know...Look for another job I suppose"
Jack: "Good luck, Catwoman!"
He yelled over his shoulder, making a mad dash for the door, laughing, as Nikki threw a pillow at him. She couldn't help but laugh too at the nickname. So many years ago, Nikki was the only girl on the block with long nails that weren't fake. Whenever there was fight or some form of a disagreement, her claws were out. Jack was the one who coined the name. She stood and walked out the room, to the bathroom, only to be locked out. She knocked on the door a couple times.
Kira: "Just a minute."
Nikki: "C'mon Kira, I have to pee!"
Kira: "Ok! Ok!"
Nikki waited for about a minute and Kira walked out, heading back to the room.
Nikki: "It better not stink in here neither!"
Kira: "Shut up!"
A little later, Nikki was down stairs in the kitchen eating breakfast, Bobby was still watching sports and Angel had joined him. Kira was on her laptop in the dining room and Jack was somewhere in the house doing who knows what.
Bobby: "Nikki! Hurry up! Your team is playin'!"
Nikki: "Which one!?"
She yelled with waffle in her mouth, as she tried to hurry up and finish.
Bobby: "The Eagles!"
Philadelphia was one of her many favorite teams in the NFL, one of her favorite sports. She finished her food and put her plate away, holding her glass of milk. She trotted into the room, taking a seat on the arm of the couch.
Nikki: "You could've called me when the game started!"
She said disappointed, her precious Eagles were losing by 15 and it was the 4th quarter with only two minutes left on the clock.
Bobby: "I would have, but you were upstairs when the game was on."
Nikki: "Nice..."
She said bluntly before leaving. She went back into the kitchen to finish her milk, because she knew that if she finished it anywhere else, she would leave the glass there. As she drinking it, one gulp at a time, Jack walks in after saying hello to Kira.
Jack: "Having a glass of milk are you, Catwoman?"
She just glared at him, from behind her glass.
Jack: "Keeping those nails strong?"
He grinned, laughing a little, slowly taking the form of Bobby. Nikki brought the cup from her lips, the milk almost gone.
Nikki: "Maybe you should drink some Jack, it might help your balls descend"
She grinned slyly at his suddenly mad expression.
Nikki: "That is...If you have any"
She added before finishing her drink, setting the glass in the sink.
Jack: "Asshole..."
He mumbled, getting a glass down. Nikki retreated into the dining room to see what Kira could possibly be doing.
Nikki: "What are you doing?"
Kira: "Nothing, just checking my e-mail."
Nikki: "Gee, that's fun..."
She said instantly bored, so she decided to chill with Bobby and Angel.
Bobby: "Back so soon?"
He said in a cheery tone, as Nikki squeezed herself in between him and Angel.
Angel: "Why would you do that? When there's a space by Bobby?"
Nikki: "'Cause I wanted to be in the middle, duh"
She said as if it were so obvious.
Angel: "Fat ass..."
Nikki: "Messy Snipes..."
Bobby, Kira and Jack cracked up at Nikki's comment. Kira heard her and Jack had recently walked in the room.
Angel: "Now I see why yo mama didn't want you."
Nikki: "You know what, lick Jack's ass crack!"
Jack felt a little violated, sitting there in the room with them across from the T.V. lost as to how he got caught in the mix.
Jack: "Uh, how did I get into this?"
Angel: "You would like that wouldn't you, you carpet muncher!?"
Nikki: "Sure as hell would make me feel better."
Jack stood from his seat and traveled to the staircase, not wanting to hear anymore of this.
Jack: "I'm going to my room"
Bobby: "Where you goin' sweetheart!? Midnight here was just about to make your day!"