Post by Angel on Jul 31, 2008 1:16:31 GMT -5
California, where hopeless losers come to hope and pray they join Hollywood. Me and Jessica are walking through the streets, after a few beers, she finally calmed down, jezze this girl was going crazy. Just my luck that this is the girl who holds the key to my past.
Jessica: Josh?
Josh: Yeah that’s my name, What?
Jessica: So you met God?
Josh: Complicated, but I’ll be truthful, yes..
Jessica: Is he nice?
Josh: Girl I think you have drank too many beers today, sit down and take a breather.
I look around me and Jessica, everything seems normal, she lays her head against my stomach. I hold out my hands and a 100 dollar bill appears. She needs a better place to sleep. I grab her and walk over to a motel, pay the nerd at the register and go to my room. I lay her on the bed and I sit on the corner of it and grab the remote. I flip through the channel’s, NO TYRA SHOW, NO CNN, what the hell is TV today. I look back at Jessica and she snores, I grab the other pillow and a towel from the bathroom and lay on the floor. And sleep.
I wake up and look up, I see Jessica’s scared face right in front of my eyes.
Jessica: Where are we?
Josh: We are at the Land lake Motel in California, I let you take the bed..
Jessica: I feel woozy.
Josh: Hangover?
Jessica: What?
Josh: Never mind, now to today, where is this girl?
I get up and make a shirt appear and put it on. Jessica still is scared of my power. She talks low.
Jessica: Well, we could call her?
Josh: You had her number this whole time?
Jessica: No, the phone book..
I slam my hand on my face, stupid me. Yellow pages my ass. I grab the yellow book from the drawer, I accidentally break it. The yellow pages and the Bible come flinging out. I hand her the yellow pages, and she starts to search. I grab the Bible and look at it.
Jessica: Her number is 754-765-789
Josh: Doesn’t matter, does it say here address?
Jessica: Yeah
Josh: Lets go
We walk out of the room and the doors locks. A bullet busts through the window and hit’s the door. You see Ace outside another building, with a sniper rifle.
Ace: Dammit, I can’t believe I missed.
His phone rings
Ace: WHAT?
After Josh took a women’s cell, he called up the number, but he miss dialed.
Josh: Amy?
Ace: WHAT THE HELL DO I SOUND LIKE A CHICK?
Josh: Sorry probably the wrong number
Ace: WHAT EVER ASSHO… *click*
I hang up on that weirdo, jezz it was just a wrong number, no need to get angry.
Jessica: Josh?
Josh: Yeah that’s my name, What?
Jessica: So you met God?
Josh: Complicated, but I’ll be truthful, yes..
Jessica: Is he nice?
Josh: Girl I think you have drank too many beers today, sit down and take a breather.
I look around me and Jessica, everything seems normal, she lays her head against my stomach. I hold out my hands and a 100 dollar bill appears. She needs a better place to sleep. I grab her and walk over to a motel, pay the nerd at the register and go to my room. I lay her on the bed and I sit on the corner of it and grab the remote. I flip through the channel’s, NO TYRA SHOW, NO CNN, what the hell is TV today. I look back at Jessica and she snores, I grab the other pillow and a towel from the bathroom and lay on the floor. And sleep.
I wake up and look up, I see Jessica’s scared face right in front of my eyes.
Jessica: Where are we?
Josh: We are at the Land lake Motel in California, I let you take the bed..
Jessica: I feel woozy.
Josh: Hangover?
Jessica: What?
Josh: Never mind, now to today, where is this girl?
I get up and make a shirt appear and put it on. Jessica still is scared of my power. She talks low.
Jessica: Well, we could call her?
Josh: You had her number this whole time?
Jessica: No, the phone book..
I slam my hand on my face, stupid me. Yellow pages my ass. I grab the yellow book from the drawer, I accidentally break it. The yellow pages and the Bible come flinging out. I hand her the yellow pages, and she starts to search. I grab the Bible and look at it.
Jessica: Her number is 754-765-789
Josh: Doesn’t matter, does it say here address?
Jessica: Yeah
Josh: Lets go
We walk out of the room and the doors locks. A bullet busts through the window and hit’s the door. You see Ace outside another building, with a sniper rifle.
Ace: Dammit, I can’t believe I missed.
His phone rings
Ace: WHAT?
After Josh took a women’s cell, he called up the number, but he miss dialed.
Josh: Amy?
Ace: WHAT THE HELL DO I SOUND LIKE A CHICK?
Josh: Sorry probably the wrong number
Ace: WHAT EVER ASSHO… *click*
I hang up on that weirdo, jezz it was just a wrong number, no need to get angry.