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A/N;; This is a collab done with a friend of mine. She wrote Nyx's part, and I myself am writing Jess' and Chase's parts. Enjoy!~
(( Note;; all e-mail addresses in this are fake. Don't e-mail them, because, well, if it actually belongs to someone, they'll be pretty confused. ))
(( 2nd Note;; I forgot, but it was important. This will probably be edited later, and I'll let you know what I was going to say. And, yeah, cliffhanger! ))
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From: jess_the_best@e.mail.com
To: nyx_goddess@e.mail.com
Subject: WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU??
Nyx, seriously, I'm freakin' out over here!! You were supposed to be here, like two hours ago! For the first half hour I was like, "oh she must be running a bit late" and y'know, I was cool with that. It gave me extra time to prepare for your presence. And then, when I had TWO EXTRA HOURS of preparing, I got really worried. What if you got hit by a bus, or you're dying, or somethin', y'know?
Oh, god, I hope you're not dead. That'll mean I'm e-mailing a dead person.
Ew.
Hoping you're not dead,
Jess.
From: nyx_goddess@e.mail.com
To: jess_the_best@e.mail.com
Subject: RE: WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?? (Calm down, jeez.)
Ay, sorry Jess. I DIDN'T get hit by a bus. I'm on it, actually.
Just sick of life there…
I mean, you know how my life has been and all. Crappier than heck. Parents fighting, siblings doing drugs…you know, the normal stuff.
But yesterday, my dad got high and tried to rape me. I mean, REALLY? D: Kicked him in the nards and ran. Like hell. So, I'm going to New York. DON'T TELL ANYONE. Not that anyone would care.
Hoping you WON'T TELL ANYONE,
Nyx
BTW; Some dude next to me is reading over my shoulder. He's crying, saying "oh, you poor thing…" -_-;;
From: jess_the_best@e.mail.com
To: nyx_goddess@e.mail.com
Subject: Calm down? CALM DOWN!!?? Psh, fine.
You're on the bus that tried to hit you? That's demented. Wait, you're ON it? Like, on the roof? Don't open your mouth. Bugs will fly in–they taste bad, trust me.
Gah, yeah, I know. Siblings . . . huh. You mean that totally yumalicious brother of yours? I KNEW somethin' funny was going on there.
AND OMG, ARE YOU OKAY?? . . . I'm going to go load my dad's shot gun. It's hunting season.
New York? Like, from the song? "New York, New York"?
And, okay, I won't tell ANYONE.
Or–wait. Nevermind. Chase was reading over my shoulder, he's crying now. I can't believe I'm dating a baby.
And Nyx, sweetheart, people care. A lot.
Can I have that one shirt I liked? The one in the back of your closet?
It looks better on me anyways,
Jess.
PS; Cool! We both have people reading over our shoulders! Is he hot? smile
From: nyx_goddess@e.mail.com
To: jess_the_best@e.mail.com
Subject: RE: Calm down? CALM DOWN!!?? Psh, fine. (ok, good.)
What? No! I'm IN the bus. And you know? Ew. Experimenting, are we? Was it just an accident, or what? O.o
Yes. I guess you could say that… (not into incest, but…ok.) You didn't know? He's always out doing pot after school by my car. That's why my car smells like s**t.
Oo, a gun. How useful.
Yes. That New York. All the way out there. Don't ask why, I just chose there. Apparently the guy next to me lives there. =.=; damnit.
Thank you. It needs to be secret so my dad doesn't put me in a noose. O.o But Chase knows…make sure he doesn't tell anyone. Beat him if you have to. .
Do they? Do they really? Whatever.
If you want. I'm not going back. If it's there, of course. I may have given it away.
Whatever, man. Believe what you want. ^.~
~Nyx
PS; Kinda. He's got the definite nerd look to him, but he seems nice. He laughs at your ignorance. LOL.
From: jess_the_best@e.mail.com
To: nyx_goddess@e.mail.com
Subject: No Subject (HAHA, you don't deserve a subject!!)
But still, it's the bus that tried to hit you? With the murderer bus driver? Yeah, he's a murderer. Believe it. Glare at him for me, you do that better. You know, give him "the look"–not the one that makes you look constipated, the other one. The scary one (with a face like yours, it's not hard to be scary).
And, uh, yeah. Third grade, remember? YOU'RE the one that dared me to eat it.
Pft. If I had a brother like THAT, incest would be my best friend. Oh so THAT'S why I was always getting high off of your car . . . Hmm . . . that reminds me, do you think your brother could hook me up with some connections? wink (JK)
Yes, guns. They are useful. WHEN THEY'RE NOT FREAKIN' LOCKED UP IN A SAFE. Jeesh, my dad even forgot the combination. Idiot.
Dude, I dare you to sing that New York song, naked, in a public venue. With your new guy friend. Lol.
Don't worry, when I gave Chase a tissue and he finally SHUT UP, he said he understood that it's a secret, so . . . . rest assured, you're going to stay noose-free. (And I was looking forward to beating Chase . . . )
Yes, they do. I ROCKED that shirt. And, WHAT!? Gave it away? You better pray that it's in your closet or I'm telling your daddy where you are . . . ha!
. . .
Can I steal some shoes, too?
Needing some new shoes,
Jess.
PS; Lol, you? Thinking someone's "kinda" hot? He must be a freakin' MODEL. And, jeesh, living in ignorance is the best way to go.
From: nyx_goddess@e.mail.com
To: jess_the_best@e.mail.com
Subject: I DO TOO DESERVE A SUBJECT! Gr…
It didn't try to hit me! It pulled up to the curb like a REGULAR BUS. No murderous driver. And EXCUSE ME? You're cruel. We all know that the home ec teacher said I was the better looking one. I just don't "use my full potential". *eyeroll*
Oh ya…Good times. wink
Ew. Never. Never ever. Never ever in a million years would I ******** my bro. D: And I could give you his number. Chase would be pissed though. wink
You would. Only if you come with. And Chase. wink
Save that for the night-scene, dearie. I don't wanna hear about it now. wink
I might have. I don't remember. You'll have to check. Go through the window. And…"daddy"? You mean…fraternal figure?
…
Really? Actually, I took all my shoes. A total of…three pair. The combat boots, extremely high-tops, and tennis shoes are in my bag. ^^; Sorry!
Wishing you'd stop mooching my stuff,
~Nyx
PS- Maybe. I wouldn't know; I don't read playgirl like others we know…*ahem ahem*
From: jess_the_best@e.mail.com
To: nyx_goddess@e.mail.com
Subject: No Subject (HA!)
Pbft, A regular, MURDERING bus, maybe. If there's no murderous driver, then that means . . . there is no driver! *gasp* Take a hold of the wheel, Nyx! You're probably the best driver on that dang thing. Wait, it's a public bus, right? Is there any juicy gossip written on the back of the seats? Or yummy gum under them? Check, please. Knowing you, you probably didn't yet, 'cause YOU'RE NO FUN.
And, that home ec teacher was biased! You know he's always just staring at your boobs. It's not MY fault your boobs are half a size bigger than mine–I'm catching up!! (Btw, when he said "full potential" he meant you should dress a bit more like me).
Oh, yeah, btw "dude reading over Nyx's shoulder", NYX IS IN LOVE WITH JASON!! Sorry, I know it's a disappointment. I'd want to have her fine body in my bed, too, but her heart has already been taken. *sigh*
Psh. Look at your brother with an open mind, then you'd see him how I do. Mm . . . he's totally kissable–by the way, did you know you're brother's lips taste like Starbursts? It was such a nice treat.
No need to give me his number; I already have it. Chase is pissed now. He's trying to break the lock on the safe containing the shot gun. Ah~ I love hunting season. The scent of freshly spilled blood perfuming the air . . . Mmm.
Chase says no to the "naked singing" by the way. Something about not wanting to go all the way to New York to humiliate himself . . . damn.
Night activities? Nothing goin' on there except for some sleep. Chase is all about "protecting" my "virtues". Pbft. Why did I have to choose to date the goody-two-shoes dude?
Wait, if you only own three pairs of shoes, and all three of pairs of said shoes are in your bag and packed, what are you wearing on your feet now? Also, upon examining you're room and finding the shirt (it was under your bed), I also found a pair of shoes, hmm . . .
Holy crap, I just noticed that these are MY shoes! So THAT'S where they were! Good thing I stole it from your room . . . . thief.
Gonna keep mooching forevermore,
Jess.
PS; take a picture and send it to me via attached file? Please? And I don't read such disgusting things! I found some in your 'rents room, though, soo . . either your mom is into that, or your dad's gay.
From: nyx_goddess@e.mail.com
To: jess_the_best@e.mail.com
Subject: …meanie.
…No. You see, there are people in this world that are ACTUALLY KIND. Or they don't care. And you count totaling my car the first week I have it the best driver…? And I did. Do you want a sample of the gum? The only thing the seats say is "FU"…Sorry. ^^
LOL. I know. Crazy eh?
…the guy is sighing, wondering if it's true. I said "if I were in 3rd grade, maybe!" . Thank you SO much, he nearly started crying all over his Iron Man book. =.=;
I did. I saw a druggie who can't hump a dog without hurting himself. And…you TASTED HIM? WTF? Chase should dump you right now!
Dang. I was looking forward to see you guys humiliated. ^^
Oh really? Why did I find used condoms last time I was over? That was disgusting by the way. Hold on to him dear. He's special.
Socks. ^^ You know what I mean! I'm wearing my ultra-high knee-tops. :3 Nice, keep the shirt, and what? You must have left those last time you snooped my room.
You really need a life,
~Nyx
PS- You know my phone has everything BUT a camera. But I guess he's cute. The more he talks, the cuter he gets. And…ew…didn't need to know that…WAIT, YOU WERE SNOOPING MY PARENT'S ROOM? How did you even get in? The door is always locked! And the window's boarded!
From: jess_the_best@e.mail.com
To: nyx_goddess@e.mail.com
Subject: When am I NOT mean, dearie?
Kind people? Meaning people who are KIND of ugly? Haha, get it? "Kind"? "Kind of"?
. . . It was funnier in my head.
And you're at least a better driver than I am. You're driving skills are God-like compared to mine. Which is why my 'rents stopped paying to fix my car . . .
Mail it to me, okay? And, well . . . FU, Nyx, FU!!!
Yes, VERY crazy.
Aww, somebody has a little crush on Nyxy! Take good care of my baby, okay, guy-reading-over-Nyx's-shoulder? Btw, what's your name? And dude, "Iron Man"? . . .
Which volume?
And, Nyx, dear, you're brother can hump ANYTHING, trust me. He knows his way around the bed. And hell yeah I tasted him, he was yummy!! And I agree, Chase should dump me. Then I would be able to go out with that yumalicious brother of yours! Which, by the way, reminds me. I just found out that his name is Ares. ARES. Jeesh, you're parents were obsessed with the Greek Gods and Goddesses, weren't they?
And honestly Nyx, when have you EVER seen me humiliated? Singing in the nude would be so much fun, and, like, the opposite of humiliating. (Note to self: Look up the antonym of the word "humiliating".)
Oh, that condom? That was because your brother came over before you. Tee hee.
And by "special" do you mean "special in the head"? But, then again, I DID find him in the "specials" aisle of Wal-Mart. No, wait. Actually, he and I met in Mrs. Rom's American History classes, didn't we? Well, whatever. I met SOMEONE in that aisle at Wal-Mart . . . it could have been your brother . . . Nope. Ares and I met in the aisle with the whipped cream. wink
Really? I'm not wearing socks. No, ma'am, I'm wearing some beautiful looking shoes I found in your parents room. I stole them from your mom (I hope, if it belongs to your dad . . . ). Anyways, the shoes are hot. smile
And, uhm, yeah, I was planning on keeping the shirt anyways. —Is wearing it as we speak-
And, yeah, THAT'S what happened. I left my favorite pair of shoes at your house. —Rolls Eyes-
I have one–do you?,
Jess.
PS; Haha, Nyx has a crush on someone. smile And, well, Nyx, my dad taught me how to pick locks on my twelfth birthday–oh the advantages of having a cop father. smile
From: nyx_goddess@e.mail.com
To: jess_the_best@e.mail.com
Subject: You have a point, but…it's not a good point. wink
Uh, ya. Let's leave it there.
Ya. Didn't I have to help pay for the one crash? Man, that sucked, blew my money I was saving to upgrade MY car.
Gee, thanks. I'm SO loved. —sarcasm- And, don't worry, I'll stick it all on the postcard.
He says his name is Travis. And he says the first volume. And he's reading this awkwardly…
Yeah…they were on something when they named both of us. ^^; Wait, woah. That was HIS CONDOM? Ew…gross. There are some things you just shouldn't say dear. And that was one. Chase, if you're reading this, I'd suggest a breakup is in order.
You would enjoy it? Then again, you'll sleep with anything that has a p***s anyway. And even then, it doesn't HAVE to have a p***s; it could be all flat…whipped cream. Ew. Hate that stuff. Too…fluffy.
They're prolly my dad's ex-ex-ex-ex girlfriend's. So…enjoy those. They prolly were worn while she had fun with my dad.
Indeed. That's why I'm not living with my parents anymore.
~"Nyxy"
PS- Maybe. . and you gotta teach me sometime. Always wanted to know. wink Might be useful as a run-away.
From: jess_the_best@e.mail.com
To: nyx_goddess@e.mail.com
Subject: Yes, well ,Chase has a good point–I just have yet to see it.
Pbft. No, let's not leave it there. I should be a comedian you know, I'm like, the funniest person you know.
Which says a lot about what kind of people you know . . .
Yeah, well, the crash WAS your fault, y'know. If you hadn't told me that joke . . .
Aw, you're going to send me a postcard? Unlike you, I feel VERY loved right now.
Travis? Cute name. Gimme his e-mail address please. AND HOLY CRAP, VOLUME ONE??? That's like, über rare. And costs a fortune. (My lock picking skills may come in handy sooner than I thought . . . muahaha).
When are your parents NOT on something?
Too bad, Chase is reading it, but he's way too in love with me to ever break-up with me . . . damn. I thought for sure that that plan would have worked.
I don't sleep with ANYTHING that has a p***s. I'm relatively certain Chase has a p***s, but . . .
And, yeah, well . . . I don't do chicks, Nyx. If I did, your a** would have been in my bed AGES ago.
I don't like whipped cream either, but apparently your brother does . . . if you know what I mean. wink
Don't worry. I disinfected the shoes first. Better safe than sorry, yes?
Damn, only you can make running away sound somewhat appealing,
Jess.
PS; Yeah, I'm going to teach you from HUNDREDS OF MILES AWAY. And, yeah, useful to break into Travis' house. wink You go, girl.
From: nyx_goddess@e.mail.com
To: jess_the_best@e.mail.com
Subject: Dear god, you WHORE.
It might indeed. It says that I don't associate with crazy people who fail at jokes because of their lack of talent so they just yell ******** every second. Seems like a good crowd.
Hey, you TOLD me to tell the joke. And YOU saw Ares at the gas station. You realize that gas pumps are solid now, right?
Yes. A postcard with an a** on it. Just for you. razz
I'll ask. I dunno if he trusts you. ;P Smart boy. And, ya. Picking the lock to my bro's room at night is illegal. wink Then…I'm not gonna continue that thought.
DAMN STRAIGHT.
…poor boy. How many times have you beat him so far? I think he's just a lover, he'll love anyone. (I mean, look at the thing he loves now…)
Smart boy. Again. Man, the male population seems to be growing brains!
Hm…and that makes me wonder why you like my "brother."
If they're the ones I think they are, disinfectant may take off the polish…^^; Red ones? (seeing as those are the only HOT shoes in there. The rest are work boots…)
Of course I do. I'm very "optimistic"
~Nyx
PS- Of course. Just tell me, or youtube it. wink Ew. I'm not a skanky ho.
From: jess_the_best@e.mail.com
To: nyx_goddess@e.mail.com
Subject: If I was a GOOD whore, I would have seen Chase's point, though . . .
Meh. This is me sticking my tongue out at you. Or rather, at the computer.
Yes, very solid. You taught me well, master. What shall you preach next, oh wonderful Yoda?
An a** as in . . . an a**? Or a donkey? 'Cause if it's just a regular a** . . . it better be a hot one. Like, maybe Travis'.
He SHOULD trust me, he trusts you, doesn't he?
And I don't HAVE to pick your brother's lock, he lets me in. wink
FO SHO!
If he'd love anyone, why me? Go for someone else, Weirdo! Jeesh, seriously. And what? Me? A thing? I don't THINK so. —snaps a z-
Yeah, well, Chase isn't growing one fast enough. If he had a brain, he would have left me already.
And your brother has a very nice . . . uhm . . . "package". I can send you a picture. wink
Nope. They're strappy gold ones. Ad they're VERY hot. And yeah, there were a lot of work boots, but . . . ya just gotta know where to look. wink
You? Optimistic? Sure, we'll go with that,
Jess.
PS; You mean "youboob"? Lol. Au contraire, you are very skanky, Nyx. You can't hide your perverse thoughts from me. wink
From: nyx_goddess@e.mail.com
To: jess_the_best@e.mail.com
Subject: Exactly my ...reasoning.
And this is me grinning like a little girl. ^^
That my brother is also solid.
You haven't even SEEN Travis. Poor guy. :/ No, an ugly one. Like a donkey's a**.
Not really; every time I stretch he cringes. He thinks I'm gonna hit him. Must've had a bad past.
…you should just dump Chase, damnit. You bad talk him so much, and you hope HE'LL dump YOU. Just do it yourself; save yourself some time?
…pictures. You took pictures. So you actually LIKE vaginas? :O v****a bing!
Hm. Must've been the new ex. Huh, never heard of those ones.
Yes. Optimistic.
~Nyx
PS- You bring them out, dearie. ^.~
PPS- I have to get off the bus. Travis offered to let me stay at his place (don't you DARE say a thing) and then I'll find my own place here. Can't email you back till later, k?
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Jeesh, since you're not going to reply to e-mails . . . texting time!
From: Nyx
To: Jess
Sorry, I'm busy now…I can text in a bit. ^^; (BTW, He told me to stay at his apt. ^^; That saves me A LOT of work, but…I just hope his action figures don't eat me at night. O.o I need to clean.)
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Busy my a**. No one is EVER to busy to talk to moi! You're going to stay at his . . . "appointment"? Is that another word for "point" now? And omg, action figures? Eating you? . . . kinky.
From: Nyx
To: Jess
Sorry I texted you an hour later. I TOLD you I was busy. I had to clean up my room. And the living room, but that is SO not done. APARTMENT. -_-; I put all his action figures in a box. I had to to be able to sleep. You know how unnerving it is to have aquaman lying next to my bed, watching me sleep? O.O
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Psh. Suuuure. How do I know you didn't just text me an hour later to make you SEEM busy? Dude, doesn't Travis know how to clean his own . . . uhm . . . appointment? Oooh. APARTMENT. Never mind. In a BOX? Poor things. Mail 'em to me. I wouldn't mind Aquaman watching me sleep. wink And jeesh, you're so paranoid. Grow up.
From: Nyx
To: Jess
Do you wanna know what I was REALLY doing? Jk, jk. I was really cleaning, I promise. He does. He just doesn't. -_- We put them in a closet, They'll be staying with him. But I'm not a whore! Jeesh. And…now I must sleep…night.
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Haha, let me guess, you were–ahem–"cleaning" in a slutty maid costume, yes? All the real geeks have 'em. Teach him to clean his own apartment. Train your b***h, dearie. In the closet? How sad. They'll get lonely with only each other for company . . . make sure to visit them, okay? You're not a whore? Really? Shocker. No!! You can't sleep!! No one is allowed to sleep when I'm talking to them!!
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Uhm, Nyx? Why haven't you answered me?
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Nyyyyyyyyyyyxxxxxxxx!!!!!!
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Hellloooooooooooo? Any one home?
From: Jess
To: Nyx
. . . . . . . .
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Screw the v****a, I have a v****a.
From: Nyx
To: Jess
Ay! Remember, I'm in a different time zone now? Jeesh. And no. I was pushing s**t out the window at the dumpster. They'll be fine. They're BOYS TOYS. They can entertain themselves. wink And, all I have to say is…Do you? Do you REALLY?
From: Nyx
To: Jess
And, see, I could text you before you texted back because YOU'RE SLEEPING! SO NEH! razz
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Yeah, different time zone, you're a whopping ONE HOUR ahead now. Tee hee, you should have hit some random pedestrian on the head with some, uhm, "s**t"? Uhm, okay? And, haha, "boys toys". And they're TRAVIS' boys toys, correct?
From: Jess
To: Nyx
And I wasn't asleep, Chase is over, remember? Which reminds me, I tried breaking up with him, but he only said "you don't mean that" and we had an INTENSE make out session, so . . . . uhm . . . UHM. ;_;
From: Nyx
To: Jess
I could've gotten sued. Last thing I need is more people taking my money. Yes. . No luck, eh? razz I dunno, I got to know Travis better last night. ^^
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Which reminds me, need some cash? I stole fifty bucks from your dad. I GUESS you can say I didn't get lucky, but at the same time . . . he's a phenomenal kisser. Soo . . . nurse costume, or maid? Maybe a bunny? wink
From: Nyx
To: Jess
That'd be nice. But you don't know where I live now. mad Then you'll do a bang 'n' run? Uh, no. We talked. I found out his past is a bit like mine, minus the drugs. He said he was happy to house a beautiful woman like me. He's so sweet~
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Do you honestly think that would deter me? I know your bank number, I'll just transfer the money from my account to yours. smile I don't think Chase wants to do it with me for that very reason . . . he thinks I'll run away from him afterwards (you're right; he's a smart boy). Ooh, then you probably went for the "guidance counselor" costume, eh? And, Nyx, I don't want to be the one to tell you this, but . . . I recognize this strategy. He may just want to get in your pants. Be careful.
But then again, he might honestly be a sweet person, I guess you never know.
From: Nyx
To: Jess
Wait, you know my BANK NUMBER? How the HELL did you get a hold of that? . Well, hate on him enough, maybe you'll get some, xD. No costumes. It was storming and I woke us both up! So, we talked for a while until it passed. He's never talked to a girl it seems. He's very jittery. Poor guy.
He doesn't seem like the "raping stalker" type. But if he was, it'd be more than you ever got. wink
From: Jess
To: Nyx
My dad's a cop, remember? I've got my fair share of connections and resources. No, he said I don't get any until we're married. Wait . . . MARRIED? When did he decide THAT? And, oooh, no costume? I gotcha, naughty, naughty. And, "storming"? Suure. That's the way it always is in those romance novels . . . The ones YOU forced me to read. And you never know, he could be a very good actor. And, uhm, are you already forgetting what I've done with your brother? And the rest of the guys at school? Honey, I've done more than YOU ever will.
From: Nyx
To: Jess
That's scary. Lol, he loves you babe. Hold onto him, only he could love a whore. wink Jess, I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. . You actually read those? Wow, I'm impressed. Your IQ is official 2 now. wink If he was acting, I could tell. Remember, I can ALWAYS tell when someone is lying? So…how many STD's have you got then? wink )
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Your face is scary, too. There are things in life that will ALWAYS be scary. And, yeah, how does he do it? I can't get rid of him! And suuuurre, of COURSE you were wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I was, too when Chase was over. No wait, I actually was . . . damn. So much for sarcasm. And YES I READ THOSE! AND MY IQ IS MORE LIKE, UHM, 200! SO HA! Ahem. You can't tell when I'M lying, like the time I told you that I wasn't the one who lit all your toilet paper on fire. Hee hee. And I don't have ANY STD's! I know how to pick 'em. wink
From: Nyx
To: Jess
If you say so. wink I'm sorry. razz Yes, of course. You know I'm not a true whore. Good job. And 200? What's 2+2? I knew it was you, I was just being nice, so that my parents didn't hunt you down. You know that. . And, sure. I'll take you to a clinic next time I'm in town. razz
From: Chase
To: Nyx
Hey, uhm, can you stop texting Jess for a while? She's, uhm, BUSY. Also, she says that 2+2 is four. So . . . yeah. We're busy now–if you know what I mean. wink
From: Nyx
To: Jess; Chase
Jess, why did you kidnap Chase's phone? That's theft, you can go to jail for that hon.
From: Jess
To: Nyx
It's not theft if I'm dating him, darlin'. And, aww. Chase is blushing now. He just went through his messages. And, yeah, he said–and I quote–"Not happening". Damn.
From: Nyx
To: Jess
So…if you stole his gun and shot him, it isn't murder? Aww. Travis has been looking through my phone…(snoop…it's why I texted late) and says "an, this jess girl is a downright total b***h and whore. Does she work at a stripper bar?" I laughed until I cried. I think we're getting to be…closer.
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Ooh, there's an idea. Hmmm. . . Tell Travis that I say "Darlin' I am a whore but I don't work there. But since you're friends with my darlin' Nyxy, I'll give you a discount." Better yet, Nyx, why don't YOU provide him with some "services". wink And, yeah, bitchy whore. Huh. That does sound a lot like me . . .
From: Nyx
To: Jess
You idiot. He's blushing really hard. I can tell he wouldn't mind, but…he'd rather not. He says "I don't even KNOW you that well!" lolz…poor guy. Only if we continue getting close. :3
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Me? An idiot? Is that any way to talk to the future Empress of the UNIVERSE? Haha. Lol! . . . smile
From: Nyx
To: Jess
Yes. You. An idiot. mad Are you on something? I dunno. Well, off to my first day of work here…as a waitress…at a regular breakfast restaurant. Not gonna be fun. Text you later.
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Pbft. I'm never an idiot. And, yeah, I'm high on LIFE!~ I finally remembered why I still keep Chase around. Boy, he really is an AMAZING kisser. It's like . . . swoon inducing. Haha. Have fun at work, baby. And make good use of that waitress uniform . . . in bed. With Travis. Better yet, the kitchen table. Dinner is served. Yummy. wink
From: Nyx
To: Jess
Or orgasmic. As you used to say. Today was ok…not a bad job, nice people, small shop…and my uniform has to stay CLEAN. Of ANYTHING. And you'll never guess what happened…
From: Jess
To: Nyx
I used to say, until Chase came around. He took away all my orgasmic moments. He prefers swooning more than, uhm, white stuff . . . So, yeah. Pbft. And, uh, yeah, it'll stay clean if you TAKE IT OFF. Like, duh. And I love how you didn't deny it . . . hmm. . . Ooh! What happened? Did Travis see the message and have a heart attack (or a hard-on)? Did . . . the kitchen table fantasy come true? Or did the table break when you two were about to do it?
From: Nyx
To: Jess
Nice. You still have them, like when you see…ahem…anyway. I know. You fail at mentioning little steps. Actually, no. Travis is involved though…
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Oh, you mean, like, Ares? Oh yeah. He came over the other day after Chase stopped nagging me and left. Hmm . . . Chase is reading over my shoulder . . . do you think you can spare a visit back home for your brother's funeral? What happened? Tell me!!! Did you find Travis' porn collection? Or, like, did he take pictures of you in the shower?
From: Nyx
To: Jess
Uh, hell no. I saw him get beat up in an alley. O.o And I stopped the fight. He says he's extremely grateful. And he kissed me. w I was happy…and he told me to just stay in his apartment, I don't need a new place. Of course, as long as I pay half the rent. But that's fine~
From: Jess
To: Nyx
No to what, the porn, or the shower? And, wow, I think I know who wears the pants in the relationship. And, yeah, what is the "good" best friend supposed to say in this situation? Oh, that's right, it's something like "Aww, you kissed? Yay! Tell me more, tell me more!" But, uhm, actually? I just feel like saying that the next step is getting his a** in your bed. And, also, get to the point in the relationship where he pays for everything for you. Like, rent, clothes, condoms . . . all the good stuff.
From: Nyx
To: Jess
Both. I'm NOT gonna rush this Jess. He actually MEANS something to me. You know, love? You don't know that word, do you? No, I'm not gonna be a selfish whore either. Aww, he's reading over my shoulder with his arm around my shoulders.
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Both? Doesn't Travis know how to have ANY fun? And, wait, he means something to you after only a week? Talk about rushing it–wait, did you just say you WEREN'T going to rush it? Hmm . . . And, yeah, "love", what funny little word. Chase says it to me all the time, but I still haven't figured out what it MEANS. . . A selfish whore? You? Yeah, of COURSE you're not. And I have a foot long p***s. Pbft. And, also, is that where I'm supposed to say "aww"?
From: Nyx
To: Jess
He's a nerd, not a jock, remember? Yes. Not like, god I wanna marry him, but he means something to me. I love the word love. razz You stink if you don't know what it means.I'm too nice to be a selfish whore. razz That's hot. Chase digging that? Yes, yes it is. (Travis is laughing at your ignorance…again)
From: Jess
To: Nyx
Pbft. Why can't he be a nerdy jock? Aww, Imma tell Travis that you don't wanna marry him! Poor Travis. You're just going to wrap him around your pale little finger and then kick him to the curb, aren't you? That is, after all the s**t he owns legally becomes yours . . . split it with me? You? Nice? Yeah. That's why you took all the shoes with you. And, hot? Are you channeling Paris freakin' Hilton or something? Should I be concerned? STAY AWAY FROM TINY CHIHUAHUAS!! No, wait, all Chihuahuas are tiny . . . well, just STAY AWAY FROM CHIHUAHUAS IN GENERAL!! And, hmm, yeah, I just checked. I don't have a p***s. Sorry, babe. Oh, my, speaking of Chase . . . he's looking at me weird. And now he's getting on the ground . . . hmm . . . I wonder if that position hurts his knee? Ooh! A shiny ring! No, wait . . .
Oh s**t. I have to go. Text you later.
From: Nyx
To: Jess
O.o? What?
 airrelia · Sat Jul 17, 2010 @ 12:31am · 0 Comments |
