Jesse?

Nov 12, 2005 22:40

Wellllll.
let's see.
I've been bad lately. I have a lot to update on.

I'm grounded, as you know.

But I was angry because I wanted to see Jesse. Who said was going to the show on Friday.
The problem:
I was grounded.

Solution:
Tell parents you have to work.

So I went to the show and talked to Isreal for awhile. And I was getting bored. And then suddenly-- Jesse came in. Oh jeez. He smiled at me big and walked directly over to me. He sat down by me and smiled and said "Hey! I thought you were grounded?"
And I go "Yeaaah. I kind of am"
And he goes "how did you get here then?"
And I go "I told my parents I was at work..."
And he goes "Ohhh you rebel!"
And I smiled at him and he smiled back.

He drifted back and forth from the bar to his other friends to me. And suddenly I saw him light a cigarette and I looked at him and went "that's gross."
So he replied; "What are you going to do about it?"
And I go "nothing... but you should just smoke pot instead it's a lot better anyways."
As if I'd know?
So he looks at me and grins and goes "I do."
And I told him "Then stop smoking cigarettes. Pick one or another"
And he just smiled
I said "this is boring."
And he got up and said "well let's go to my house."
And I replied "That's boring too..."
And he goes "we can smoke some pot."
And I looked over at Isreal who was laughing. Then smiled at me, I guess a nervous okay signal.
So I left with him.
He gave me the tour of his house.
I sat on his bed for awhile while we passed the joint around.
Then we went back to the show because we were bored. And his friend Bryan wanted to go to the show.
So after the show was over. He took me back to his house to spend the remaining "hour at work" with him. He gave me a bud light. I dislike beer. But I took it anyways, because I honestly didn't care.
Then we went to his room. I just took his bed. He sat on the floor. And we bickered about how screamo was Emo + scream. He didn't like that. Jesse likes Screamo. Gross.
We have nothing in common. But I like that. I like bickering with him.
So adventually we started talking about his career plans and the question "how old are you?" came up. I asked it.
Jesse replied "24... why how old are you?"
And I paused.
24.
shit.
he's 24.
I say "How old do you think I am?"
And he goes " I dunno, tell me?"
And I said "you have to guess"
So he said "I don't know.. 19? But then I remembered you're still in school so I guess a little younger...? ..... Tell me?"
And I said "nope. I'm not going to tell you."

Shit that was smooth of me.
Fuck this. I like a 24 year old. That's so creepy.
But it was nice :x
Mmm. Anyways. Before I went home he gave me his number.

I had to run to bashas, change into my work uniform and buy Febreeze. I sprayed my clothes and such. Then got home. But when I changed I didn't get my shirt too much. It smelled like Jesse. And Cigarettes. And pot.

heh...

Then I went to bed around 11:40pm I think.

in the morning I went to unplug my phone from the charger.
1 missed call
From Jesse.
It was the cutest message ever...
"Hey Kelly, it's Jesse. Just callin to see if you were still awake. I was bored. Wanted to chat.. uuuh. Call me tomorrow... Byyye"

So cute.
I saved the message.
It cheers me up.
Heh.. Jesse sleeps with a 3inch big fox plushie. It's cute. he told me about it when I was looking at it.

He goes;
"I sleep with that every night. My foxy. Heh... I used to just squeeze it in my hand and fall asleep. But it would fall out and it felt weird to just squeeze it in my hand. So I put it under my chin then go to sleep..."

..............................
that is so cute... aaaaaagh.
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