Hello everyone…
I'm sorry I haven't reviewed in a while, usually I am pretty good like it takes me a day or something but I dunno I've been kinda slack.
I also changed my penname to blueyedblondee, don't ask why.
I already had like 7 chapters of this story but I suddenly changed it so it's going to take me like a bit longer to figure out how this story is going to turn out, judging from the lack of reviews its going to turn out to be a piece of shit-house but whatever.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything it all belongs to the fabulous Meg Cabot, who should seriously get some medal of valour or something.
Querida1607: I underlined your name as well, loll sorry about the underline I didn't even realise until I looked at it and was like huh? You will just have to wait and see about Jess and Rob ;)
Sing-to-the-stars: PUS? Whatever that means :)
Desesperado en amor: Heheh wait and see about Jess and Rob, I hope you like this chapter
Ravens magic: Thanks for the review, I'm sorry about the long wait, hope you like.
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Chapter 5:
The next few weeks proved to be very interesting apart from the whole me-dialling-robs-phone-and-hanging-up-when-he-answered-thing. I mean it was pretty obvious I still had it bad for Rob, even though I didn't show the signs like sobbing into my pillow or doing cupious amounts of exercise to 'reinvent myself' like Claire Lippman would do if she ever broke up with her boyfriend. But of course Claire would never get dumped because:
a) she's Claire Lippman
and
b) She's dating my brother, who by judging the seriousness of the relationship, would rather sell his Pentium processor then break up with Claire.
Whatever, ok it happened like this.
A couple of days after the whole Rob-and-me-broken-up-thing and after I attempted to dial his number for the umpteenth time Doug came into my room, looking weird. Doug only looks weird for 2 reasons, which are:
1. If there are too many people in his presence at the same time which I can totally relate to, I mean who wants to be surrounded by people you have no interest in spending time with?
2. he has seen an alien mothership landing outside with flashing lights
And considering the whole aleins-don't-exsist-thing I suppose it had something to do with the foremost.
Doug what's wrong? Remember what we talked about? It's more likely to be a plane then a mothership.
"Shut up Jess I'm not having an episode, someone is down stairs for you."
I leapt of my bed and instinctively touched my hair. It had to be him, who else could it be, it has been a couple of days since the incident it just had to.
"w..who..who is it?" I asked not really wanting to know.
"It's that Dr Krantz guy, Jess he seems pretty pissed, what did you do exactly. Like I was just eating some cereal and he is all, is Jess home? And I'm like no, she isn't here and he is like, Young man I know Jess is here, because I checked with her friend Mr Wilkins and he hasn't seen her today so I suggest you go and get her. Now!"
For a second there a wave of appreciation washed over me, I mean Doug my brother risked getting in trouble to save me from the wrath of Krantz.
"Shit" I muttered under my breath, usually I don't let anyone get under my skin, sure I have had the occasional savage moments with football players and Karen Sue Hanky but come on. What had Krantz ever done to me? Apart from ship me off to a military base he was pretty much doing his job. I don't know its just every time Krantz is around all this anger bubbles inside of me, and the whole Rob situation didn't make it easier.
Whatever, I already knew why Krantz was here, it had something to do with me not turning up to that all important 'meeting' at the FBI building.
OK you got me, I was intrigued at first I mean Krantz was pretty persistent in making sure I came.
But then when I was laying in bed that night I was thinking, A LOT and I had this phrase in my head from the talk with Rob.
You know this past year people have been pushing me around telling me what I can and can't do.
Well by going to the FBI building that's what I would be letting Krantz do, push me around telling me what to do and when to do it, so I decided against it, convincing myself that it probably wasn't important. Well it obviously wasn't I mean if it was that important Krantz would have told me on that day, but then when I woke up at 8:30 all that I could think of was stuff Krantz.
Maybe that's what it is like when you break up with someone you just don't care any more.
Whatever, I knew Krantz wouldn't go away so soon, I mean sooner or later I knew I would run into him, and it wouldn't be pretty so I decided with all the strength I could muster to go downstairs and talk to him, even though I would rather be working the steam table at Joe's Jr.
"Jess" Doug, said. "Look I can go stall him for 5 minutes while you hop out the window or something, I can pretend I'm having an episode you remember with mum las..."
"No Doug" I said cutting him short. "Thank you but no!" "I have to talk to Krantz, and I'm going to have to do it sooner or later."
So anyway I made my way downstairs, and I saw a pissed of Krantz standing on the patio, looking uncomfortable.
"Dr.K, what a pleasant surprise! 2 days huh? I thought you would have been here sooner to chastise me."
"Jessica, your in a lot of trouble, I distinctively remember telling you to come to the FBI building at 9 on Saturday and you never showed up. That's a federal offence you know."
"Yes, and I'm sure taking young girls and locking them up in a Military base can be called a federal offence as well, amongst other things" I said putting on my best traumatised voice.
"Don't be silly Jessica, it was for the best and you knew it, it all worked out in the end and now because you had decided to be childish you could have put your life in danger."
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You know if someone other then me, Jessica Mastriani heard that, they would probably break down and start crying, pleading with Dr Krantz to do something, but for me? Yea this whole life-in-danger-thing was getting way old, way fast.
I snorted, no kidding I actually snorted, Krantz was pretty surprised, he was probably thinking I would be grabbing my suitcase and asking if I could go into witness protection or something equally as pathetic. It's funny with all the time me and Krantz have spent together, I thought he would have known me better by now.
"Is that what you wanted to tell me Krantz? Come on I thought I knew you better, how many death threats do you get a week for me? Hundreds! So what makes this one any different? They actually managed to spell my last name right?"
"Jessica, this is no time to be smart. This 'person' knows immediate details about you that not even your family knows about, they are serious."
I thought to myself, the only person I tell all this stuff to is …………Rob, but he would never tell anyone, except the ……fight, but no! Krantz was looking for me before that fight even happened so it couldn't have been him, unless he was in it from the start.
No jess, I said to myself. Stop being stupid, STOP IT!
Jessica this is important, have you told anyone anything about your details at the FBI, you really have to think. There will be no questions asked.
Yeah I thought to myself, no questions asked for me, but what about Rob. Even though we had broken up I still loved him and didn't want him to go through the white-van-outside-the-house-thing and interviews or whatever.
So I didn't tell Krantz.
"No… no-one I can think of, look Krantz I have mountains of homework to do, maybe we can do this some other time?"
And before he could object I had closed the door.
As soon as I had closed the door, I raced upstairs for my mobile phone and was about to dial Rob's number except I realised that the Krantz who had given me the phone for "emergencies" had probably tapped it, so it wouldn't be best calling rob demanding to now who he told, when I had just told Krantz I hadn't told anyone about details from the FBI. Although I had no idea what details Krantz was on about.
Damn it! Maybe I should have gone to that meeting.
So anyway I found my leather jacket under my bed and a pair of black boots along with my jeans and a trucker hat, and left through the back window near the bathroom. I mean I couldn't just leave through the door, chances are Krantz was still waiting outside, to see if I would appear.
I was walking to the stop and shop, so I could use the payphone and I was thinking about what Krantz had said
This 'person' knows immediate details about you that not even your family know about, they are serious.
It couldn't be Rob it just couldn't, there was only one way to find out
I picked up the telephone and dialled robs number, ok so I knew it off by heart big deal.
"Hello?" It was Rob, I hadn't spoken to him in 2 days it felt so weird.
"Hi Rob, it's Jess"……………….
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