The Website, chapter 3
Pausing for a moment, Jessi continued typing to this pervert. OMG, ya right. I'm sorry, but I'm not telling you my address so you can come and do whatever!
I figured that. No, I wasn't gunna say that! My cousin is working as a ticket-taker-person (I'm so bad with names like that) and I could mention to him to let a brown eyed girl who says 'COCKLEDOODLEROOSTER' to be let in for free... But if you don't wanna...
I don't believe you!
You don't have to.
So you're saying that if I go up to one of those ticket-dudes and say 'cockledoodlerooster' that they'd let me in for free? Are you serious? Jessi didn't want to believe him... I mean, who would? But she had been deprived of so much hope in her life that this tiny spark was turning into an inferno of emotions.
No, only one of the guys. He has a pink buzz cut and black eyebrows... You really can't miss him. Just aim to get your ticket checked by that guy... Except you won't have a ticket. Anyway, he'll let you in.
Trey... It's mean to build up false hopes for me... They're so ridiculous that I don't even believe them.
Yeah, it is mean to build up false hopes. But I'm not building up FALSE hopes here, babe. Why would I lie to a hot girl like you?
A flame of anger turned white with heat inside the inferno of emotions that was being bottled up inside Jessi. You don't even know me or what I look like. How can you know if I'm hot or not?
I just know. I got an instinct for these things.
Bull. You just wanna talk dirty.
I always wanna talk dirty. But if you sent me a picture or something, that could help...?
Um, I'm 16!
Yeah?
You're 33!
No shit.
You are a fucked guy, Trey!
I know. But I'm BORED.
Then go lie in bed and touch yourself.
You still coming to the Green Day concert? It's in two months.
That's when I get my learners.
Great, you can drive over to the concert!
I don't have a car, genius!
Use your mom's or dad's then.
Jessi burst into tears and wasn't able to control herself for about ten minutes, never mind able to type out a reply. Her parents have been dead for a year now.
On January first, 2004, 4:27am, her parents were driving home from a New Years Party. A drunk driver, driving a Hummer, ran a red light and her parents were smashed until they were unrecognizable. It took a day before they could officially declare them as Jessi's parents.
She hated New Years.
I figured that. No, I wasn't gunna say that! My cousin is working as a ticket-taker-person (I'm so bad with names like that) and I could mention to him to let a brown eyed girl who says 'COCKLEDOODLEROOSTER' to be let in for free... But if you don't wanna...
I don't believe you!
You don't have to.
So you're saying that if I go up to one of those ticket-dudes and say 'cockledoodlerooster' that they'd let me in for free? Are you serious? Jessi didn't want to believe him... I mean, who would? But she had been deprived of so much hope in her life that this tiny spark was turning into an inferno of emotions.
No, only one of the guys. He has a pink buzz cut and black eyebrows... You really can't miss him. Just aim to get your ticket checked by that guy... Except you won't have a ticket. Anyway, he'll let you in.
Trey... It's mean to build up false hopes for me... They're so ridiculous that I don't even believe them.
Yeah, it is mean to build up false hopes. But I'm not building up FALSE hopes here, babe. Why would I lie to a hot girl like you?
A flame of anger turned white with heat inside the inferno of emotions that was being bottled up inside Jessi. You don't even know me or what I look like. How can you know if I'm hot or not?
I just know. I got an instinct for these things.
Bull. You just wanna talk dirty.
I always wanna talk dirty. But if you sent me a picture or something, that could help...?
Um, I'm 16!
Yeah?
You're 33!
No shit.
You are a fucked guy, Trey!
I know. But I'm BORED.
Then go lie in bed and touch yourself.
You still coming to the Green Day concert? It's in two months.
That's when I get my learners.
Great, you can drive over to the concert!
I don't have a car, genius!
Use your mom's or dad's then.
Jessi burst into tears and wasn't able to control herself for about ten minutes, never mind able to type out a reply. Her parents have been dead for a year now.
On January first, 2004, 4:27am, her parents were driving home from a New Years Party. A drunk driver, driving a Hummer, ran a red light and her parents were smashed until they were unrecognizable. It took a day before they could officially declare them as Jessi's parents.
She hated New Years.
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