All The Pretty Girls
Rating: G to PG-13-ish.
Some language.
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Summary: An AU fic. Jessie and Katie never met
in highschool, but are now both at college in the same year, studying the same
course.
Author's note #1: <Insert grovelling request for feedback here>
Author's note #2: Sorry if this is a bit hard to follow...it's
kinda meant to be.
PART 18
"Sarah! Sarah!" I yell as I pound my fist against Sarah's
door, "Sarah! Open the fucking door!"
The door is pulled open with great force, "Jesus, what's your
problem?" Jen, Sarah's roommate, asks with a scowl.
"Where's Sarah?" I ask unceremoniously.
"I'm here," Sarah responds, coming up beside Jen and bumping her out
of the doorway, "What's wrong?"
"Get changed. I need a drink."
**********
"So she was kissing Tad?" Sarah asks, or rather yells over the loud
music playing in the club, "Jesus, who would kiss that?"
"Not me," I answer. "What do you want to drink? My buy."
"What are you having?"
"The way I'm feeling? I'm thinking tequila!" I tell her.
"Well, if you're game, who am I to stop you! Let's be bad!" Sarah
responds, throwing her hands in the air.
"Two tequilas please." I yell across the bar to the bartender who
gives us our drinks. "To Jessie," I yell raising my glass, before
throwing it back and wincing as I bite into my slice of lemon.
"Another?" I ask, raising my eyebrow.
"Why not?" Sarah smiles back.
**********
"Sarah," I plead, tugging at her arm, "Dance with me!"
"I hate dancing," she responds, pulling her arm away, "You know
that."
"I know, but come on!" I take hold of her hand again and try to pull
her towards the dance floor, "Please! I need cheering up!" I'm
sure my whiney voice will be enough to convince her.
"Oh, alright," she gives in. I knew she would, "But I'll need
another drink first, so I don't feel so stupid."
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..... .... .. .... .......... .... ...... ... . . ...
.."Sarah.....I'm out of money....another drink.......please........"
..... ... . ...... .. .... ..... . . .... .......
"I think.....I'm tired....." . ... ... .... "Dance with me a
little more...." .....
.. "Home....no......stay......." . .. . ..... . ....."I love
this song......." ... ..... ....
...... .... ... ..... .. . ..."Where
is .. .....bathroom .... ..." ..... ... .
.. ... ..... "Sharah?......Where are... ... oh ... .....there
you are... ....." . ..
... ..... . . ..... . ..... ..... . . ..... . ... ....... .... ..
.. ..... .... .. . . . ..... . ..... ..... . . .....
....
... .. "What time... .. is it... ? .. .. Home?... .. ok.. "....
.. "Where are .. .... Sharah.. give me my ... .car keys."..
"Let's walk.. ... . . no... . too far.. .. ..
.. ..... . . .... . ... .... .. . ... . ....
.... ..... ... ....."TAXI!"...... ... ....
..
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Oh, home at last. Where are my....what am I looking for?
Let me in! Where are my keys? Where's my door?
What? Let me in!!! I'll kick the door down.
OW! Stupid door.
Ooh! Keys! Hello.
Fucking key won't fit! Fucking key. It's too big. Hahaha. It
grew!
Fucking key! Fucking door!
LET ME IN!!!
No one loves me! Jessie loves Tad, and my door won't open!
Go away, I can do this by myself!
See! The door's open!
What do I want? I want coffee. Where's the kettle. I left it in
here, it can't have run too far.
Kettle's only have little legs. Hahaha. Not like spoons, and
dishes. They have long legs so they can run away together. Like in
the nursery rhyme. How did that go? Little dog laughed and...I
dunno...cat jumped over the moon...
Tads, and Jessies have long legs too. So they can run away together.
Stop blinking at me. Stupid phone. Who want's to call me? Nobody
loves me.
Stop blinking. I'll press all the buttons! "You have two new
messages." I don't care. Nobody loves me.
Where's my coffee? Stupid kettle's still missing. Oh, there it is.
"Katie." Jessie? Jessie's here? "Katie, I'm so sorry about
earlier."
So am I. Cheating bitch.
"You have to believe me, he kissed me. I pushed him away, but you
mustn't have seen that."
Jessie? Where are you? Are we playing hide and seek?
"Please, you have to forgive me, I'd never do anything to hurt
you."
Jessie, where are you?
"I could never be with Tad again, I don't want to be with anyone but
you."
Where are you?
"Because I love you."
Really? I love you too. I love you so much Jessie.
But where are you? Oh, there you are. I want to kiss you.
Mmmm, soft, sweet Jessie lips.
"Jessie, I love you."
Mmmm, soft Jessie hands.
"Come into the bedroom."
"Oh, I love you."