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In the blind silence of the night like a scabbard shrieked the deafening sound of a blonde named Barbara wearing a yellow top and a black skirt
- Hey Jessie You take care of yourself I'll call you when we get home although if it's midnight now it's about 2: 00
Jessie however did not answer but tried to force a sour smile on her face so that the former classmate would not be offended because the malicious rumors she had fabricated had never been easily washed away by anyone
- Or you know what?? I'll just text you - he cried proudly and cheerfully And how happy he was by this fruit of his ingenuity nothing more proved than the whimpering laugh of his speech which was most like the cry of a crow and the howling sound of a dog
Lesley felt his cold breath running down his back Though Barbara's shuddering voice was accompanied by a handsome exterior the tip-top pretty girl's sense of life and style oppressed all the benefits of her appearance
- See you later I'll text you
- All right all right Hey Barb Hey Dominic "good-bye Jessie and there seemed to be a little relief in her voice"
- Hey Lesley - said the boy to the over-dyed beauty
Lesley shuddered at that tone and once again a deep disgust ran through his body when the lips covered with bright red lipstick touched his face But he also shook hands with Dominic with a goatee who was a little more tolerable than his blonde girlfriend but with his short gelatinous hair and his two-inch rocker-style goatee coupled with this told me all about the boy who had his dignity in the new 18 000Ft Diesel T-shirt 25 It's a $ 10000 pair of GAS jeans and a $ 45 pair Merrel shoes with a capacity of 1000ft tried to keep them at a level In his defense he is very mature for motorcycles but unfortunately nothing else
- Wait I'll walk you out - Lesley offered to run the last round of applause
He waited for those two to sit comfortably in the nice "new" dark blue almost purple 1 Golf and drive off then he closed the gate sighed deeply and put the key in his pocket
They were alone
As Lesley turned to go back to the house he saw her He was sitting on the terrace still in the same chair as he was a minute ago but still as if it's like everything's different now
If he could have taken a picture of her the last time he saw her or now and given the two pictures to an unknown person it would probably only make the difference between the two pictures that she was smoking in the previous picture and putting a glass on the table later Yeah that's probably the only difference for a layman For him however the two images were completely different
Jessie looked in both pictures in the same direction straight ahead Not to the boy to his left not to the guest Army in front of the boy No He looked straight ahead
But he saw the difference between the two pictures
In the first picture the girl's society's aversion was to the people who were leaving to those who talked of foolish uninteresting things as if they had the guts to tell the world about the latest gossip and thus ruin an afternoon that promises to be wonderful (And to do that he had to put on a good face )
In the second picture however on the edge of her lips she found the birth of a passionate smile filled with desires
As you thought this through you've reached the terrace on the stairs He was two steps away from her when she suddenly jumped out of the chair
- Come on let's pack up and go to bed I'm so tired of these idiots
That sentence asked Lesley to be struck by lightning His heart was pounding He felt her face and whole upper body sweating as the girl's refusal cut open his heart heated with desire as a razor blade and the heat that spills out of it now engulfs his whole body I guess there was no difference between the two pictures
You act like I invited them here like I wanted to "They are not my acquaintances" he thought raising a plastic chair in defiance without speaking a word to her
And Jessie was smiling on the inside and she couldn't wait for her time to come
They packed everything in ten minutes
- Should I lock the door? Or are we going out for another smoke? 'the boy asked in a low voice
- Ah "I don't feel like it anymore" came the bored reply
- So be it 'he thought then took the keys out of his pocket and turned to close the door and then he struck his ear a familiar typical buzzing sound that came from the TV But it was too much for him
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