bad boy-good girl (christian slater)

entry #4

2:13pm monday september 30th 1988

i cannot believe what i had done, well, what me and j.d. and i did. it was on me for grabbing the wrong mug and i felt awful for what i had done. everyone was giving me sympathy for what happened but they had no idea. i just brushed it off and acted like it was cool but it truly wasn't. i killed my best friend, like who does that?

"oh look, shelley left one of her watches." edna grabs it and hands it to me.

"she would want you to have it, she said you couldn't accessorize for shit." 

"thank you." i put it on over my pale skin and pull my sweatshirt on over it.

"hey, can i talk to you?" edna pulls me aside from maria.

"i am going out with ram tonight and kurt needs a date. can you please go with me? i'm begging you."

"edna, i am with j.d. i don't think i should."

"come on, girl. i never ask you to do anything."

she gives me puppy dog eyes and i look down to my feet.

"fine, but i know how these things go. they are gonna get drunk and want to go cow tipping."

8 hours later...

kurt and ram begin giggling like little girls as they approach a sleeping cow. edna and i stand watch as they push the cow over, sending mud over the both of us. i wipe mud off of my face and try to keep calm. ram and edna were beginning to grind all over each other so i hopped the fence and leaned up against a tree. kurt was groaning my name.

"in your dreams, creep." i turn around.

"what the hell?" i hear a deep voice from behind me and i turn around.

"j.d., this is not what it looks like. i promise nothing happened."

"explain why kurt is half drunk, moaning your name."

"umm because he is drunk. edna wanted to go on a double date, but i told her i was with you. i would never hurt you j.d." i smile from below, seeing the moonlight shine.

"our love is god, let's go get a slushy." he holds out a hand and helps me up the hill.

i hold him close as he kisses me lightly, i could hear kurt still struggling to get over the fence. j.d. laughs at him as we get on the motorcycle. we ride away in the dark and i hold out one of my arms, keeping another around his waist. the wind blew my hair in all sorts of ways. 

we approach the gasmart that we went to on our first date. i smile at him as he walks away to get us slushies. i mess with my hair and decide to walk to the hill next to the side of the gasmart. i lay down and look at the stars. i hear the doors open and i look over.

"over here!" i call to him, seeing him look a little confused.

"i'm over here." i stand up.

"what are you doing over there?"

"looking at the stars. they are beautiful."

"why would i have to look at the stars when i get to look at you?"

"stop it." i push his shoulder playfully and he hands me my cherry slushy.

we lay close together, stargazing for hours. 

as i take the last sip of my slushy, j.d. is asleep.

"j.d, babe." i tap his cheeks, seeing the gasmart owner having a smoke.

"what?" he opens his eyes slowly.

"we should go."

"alright, just let me have a smoke."

he grabs a cigarette from his pocket and lights it. he takes another one out and hands it to me, lighting it between my lips.

"thank you." i breathe in the smoke and blow it back out, putting the cigarette in between my fingers.

i cough a little on the smoke, since i had never had a cigarette before.

"have you smoked before?"

"no."

"why didn't you tell me? i would not have offered it to you, they are hard to get off of."

"it's fine, mom."

he smiles at me, pushing the cig in the grass. i step on mine and smash it into the ground. j.d. hops on the cycle and i grab his waist as we ride off into the night.

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