MY STORY
Chapter Sixteen
Hello peeps! Well, I have a bad news for you.
All right, my Jack and I left the school without being noticed. On our way to—I
don’t know where but–okay let’s call it ‘there.’ Okay, on our way there, my
Jackie-pooh and I got into an accident because this big ass truck hit us. And
now…we’re both dead. God Bless Our Souls.
~sigh~ That’s all folks! THE END of My Story.
Bye-bye now! ^_^
…he he he…joking! I know you know me better
than to end the story without a happy ending. Well, I don’t know if this story
is gonna have a happy ending since my life sucks.
Okay, here’s the real thing. Jack is now
driving, of course, and I’m sitting beside him, daydreaming about our wedding.
Ah, I’m wearing a white, long gown, and I actually look good in it…he he
he…Jack is waiting at the altar for his blushing bride (that’s me!) with one of
his dashing smiles. As I reach for his hand, I suddenly step on my long gown
and trip with my face ends up hitting the hard floor. Man! Even in my daydreams
I do something embarrassing.
You know what? I should stop this whole
daydreaming of mind and really face the stinking reality. I even call my Jack
as ‘my future husband’, ‘my hunk’, ‘my guy’, etc., but in reality, I’ve never
really called him with any of those words at loud. Ay, I told you my life is
just a piece of crap and full of dreams. From now on, I, Britney Spears—er—I
mean, Rose DeWitt-Bukater, will focus on reality instead of bunch of illusions.
Looking at Jack from the corner of my eyes, I
watch him as he focuses on the road. Gosh, he is really gorgeous. His
aristocratic feature makes him a Greek god who has fallen from Mt. Olympus.
What a hunk! Really, with his spiky hair, khaki pants, and dark blue sweater
and black leather jacket, he looks like a model from a exclusive men’s
magazine.
"You could turn on the radio if you want
to," Jack says suddenly that broke the silence between us.
I didn’t say anything, but I just did what he
told me to do. Loud music filled the car. I wince because of it, and I think
Jack notices my reaction.
"My bad." Jack quickly reaches for
the volume and turns it down. "I didn’t realize that’s too loud for
ya."
"Oh, that’s all right. You didn’t have
to do that for me. It’s your car." I point out but heck, I’m glad he did
it. Geez, I thought my eardrums were gonna explode. Anyway, I know the
conversation between us is corny, but hey, at least we’re talking a bit. Okay,
I’ll try to make it less lame so I won’t bore you to death (If I haven’t done
that ~_^).
"Where do you want to go?" I ask,
trying to start a conversation.
"Actually, I don’t know." He gives
a short laugh. "You tell me." He looks at me for a while and turns
back his attention the road ahead of us.
"The last time I picked where to go so I
think it’s only fair for you to choose."
"You don’t want to go to the library?"
I blush but don’t know why. Maybe because
when he mentioned ‘library’, I thought of the time when he kissed me. ~sigh~
He’s such a great kisser. Well, I know it only lasted for like a second but
still, it was great for me. Remember, it was my first kiss? I wonder if he
remembers that. I hope he’s gonna kiss me today. If he’s gonna, I hope with
tongue. ^_^ …he he he…~blush~ Okay, okay, I was thinking too fast. I’m not even
sure where we’re gonna go.
"I don’t think it’s a good a idea. One
of my mom’s friends just started working there and–"
"She’ll recognize you and ask what
you’re doing in there instead of being at school. Then, you’ll be in
trouble," Jack finishes for me, "I don’t think that’s a good idea
either. I don’t want you to end in trouble ‘cause of me."
Alert! What should I say!? He is trying to
tell me something? I don’t know what to say. He’s so sweet, isn’t he? Should I
simply smile at him? Or say something? Okay okay...
"You would never get me in trouble,
Jack." Yuck, what a sappy response. I guess it’s better than nothing.
He smiles at me and says, "So where to,
Miss?"
To the stars, I wanted to say, but oddly I
blurt out, "Mall?"
"All right." That’s all he said and
we’re now on our way there.
The MALL. The place I seldom go to. The place
where I feel I don’t belong. The place that makes me feel like I’m just a piece
of crap…