A/N: this story gets really sappy. i don't like the sappy part of it, i think i was delusional when i wrote it, but other than the stupid sappy parts i like it. comment if ya want to know what happens to JoJo!
"What?!" I screamed
"We're moving." my mom told me sitting on the couch next to my dad
"But why?" I asked
"Because we feel it's time to move to a bigger house." my dad spoke up
"Our house is big enough. We even have a spare bedroom and bathroom." I protested
"Jason, we know you have many friends, but we have already sold this house." how they managed to sell this house without me knowing is beyond me
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked them
"Because we knew you would protest like this." my dad said
"Ugh!" I walked up to my room
"Start packing! We leave in two days!" my mom called after me
I walked in my room and closed the door.
My room is really boring I have to say, just a bed with a navy blue cover, a closet, a big screen TV and a desk filled with stuff.
I plopped on my bed grabbing my cell phone and dialed.
"Hello? Rick here." I heard my friend on the other side
"Hay, Rick. It’s me Jay." I told him
"Oh, hi, Jay." he was in a good mood, but then he realized I wasn't. "What’s up?"
"Moving." I told him, plain as that
"What?!" he screamed into the phone nearly blowing my eardrum
"I’m moving." I said
"Dude, why? That’s so not fair. You know our group of friends is only friends because you keep us from killing each other." he informed me
"I know. But the rents said we're moving in two days and I have no say in it." I told him
"That sucks, dude. Do you want me to get the gang and come over? We can help pack, well, we’ll help ya loosen up." he asked
"Ya, sure. Come on over." i told him
"Ok, bye. See ya in a few." he said
"Bye." I said and we both hung up
I put my phone away, sat at my desk and started pulling everything from the desk drawers and putting them
In a pile of keeping, and one keeping when I heard a nock at my door.
"Hon, here are some boxes for your stuff." my mom's voice came and I opened the door and took the folded boxes from her.
"My friends are coming over." I told her
"Ok, me and your father are going to go to the store to grab a few things for dinner and such. We’ll be back soon." she told me and left
I closed the door and opened the window. I sat back at my desk and picked up a picture of me and my friends.
It had me, Rick, Alex, Nick, Coby, Dylan, and the only girl in our group JoJo in it. In the picture we were in first grade and had just eaten cherry pies without our hands for a pie eating contest, JoJo won, and we all had cherry all over our faces. This picture always made me laugh.
I heard the doorbell ring and i knew they would let themselves in so I just bent down on the ground to put them picture in the keep pile.
I had just put it down when I heard JoJo scream, "Dog pile!" and, before I could do anything to get out of the way, I felt JoJo wrap her arms around my neck and she pushed me down so I was lying on the ground and the guys piled on top of us.
You would think I was being squished the most, but considering JoJo was smaller than a twig and the rest of us were on the football team and that JoJo was the second one to the bottom, she was squished.
"You'd think, from how many dog piles I have been in, I would have gotten used to the weight." she said and went on, "But I haven't and I can't breath. You guys failed at squishing Jay and managed to squish me! What's up with that?!" she wondered and the guys rolled over so we were all on the floor except JoJo who decided, as she always does, to lay on us.
Her head on my belly and her body stretching over all the guys until her feet ended up on Dylan's belly.
"Why do I always get the feet?" Dylan wondered
"Because your always at the end." JoJo told him. Then asked me, "when are you leaving, Jay?"
"In two days." I told her
"Oh," she said and closed her eyes; I could hear the sad in her voice
"Did you forget to sleep again?" i asked her, knowing that she almost never slept. We all knew she was scared of her past happening again and that's why she only slept when one of us was around, but she wouldn't admit to it, so we didn't tell her we knew
"Maybe." she answered while turning her head on my belly so she was facing me, her eyes still closed
We sat there in silence, we did this all the time-letting JoJo relax because she couldn't or wouldn't unless one of us were there, until Alex spotted the picture of us as kids and picked it up without moving much so he wouldn't bother JoJo.
"Dude, this is like from first grade." he said, I didn't know how he knew it was first grade so I asked him,
"How'd you know it was first grade?"
Without saying anything, so JoJo wouldn't know he pointed to a big red cut on the side of JoJo's face, oh, ya, that's the same year JoJo stopped sleeping.
"Oh," I said and pushed JoJo's brown hair out of her face revealing a scar on the side of her face, still there
That’s probably why she can't sleep, that scar reminding her of her past.
Ok, your probably screaming "what's up with JoJo?!" so I’ll be the one to bear the sad news
When JoJo was in kindergarten her mom married this guy, Joe and they were pretty happy together. That is, until JoJo's mom died. Then her dad went crazy and I don't mean he acted different I mean he went crazy. He couldn't stand to hear JoJo’s mother’s name and since JoJo looked so much like her mom her dad would ways yell at JoJo something like, "why did you leave me?!" that only scared her and one day he got so mad that he hit her.
JoJo didn't know what was going on, she was only in first grade and she just screamed, this made her dad even madder because she sounded like her mom. JoJo was beaten by her father for a long time until her father cut her head and JoJo came to school the next day with the big scar on the side of her face.
The teacher asked how she got the scar and JoJo told her the truth. It ended up with her dad in a crazy
House and JoJo living with foster parents that don't like her that much, but take care of her.
That's JoJo's story and she is afraid of most everyone, thinking they might be like her father and she has a big family, so she rarely sleeps. She will only sleep when one of us were around because she knew we wouldn't dare hurt her and we made her feel safe.
"Still can't believe your leaving us, dude." Nick said
"Ya, that's totally not cool." Coby said
"we might endup killing each other without you." Alex informed me
"and you know it." Rick said
"and i will be the one always at the bottom of the dog pile if you leave." Dylan said
"and i will have to get a different pillow." JoJo said
"i'm gonna miss you too guys." i told them. "do you want to spend the night tonight and watch a movie?" i asked
"i'm in!" JoJo said
"woot!" Rick
"boo ya!" Alex
"movie night!" Nick
"chicka bow wow!" Coby
"and popcorn!" last but not least Dylan
"then let's go get some movies!" i said
"let's go!" Dylan shouted and we all got up
as we walked down stairs i wrote on a stickey note, 'goin to get movies, b back soon' and stuck it on the counter. we walked to the front door and, as always, there were all of our skateboards.
the top of everyone's boardwas black and on the bottom of mine had hot rod flames. Rick's was black with lime green lightning. Alex's was camo. Nick's was blue. Coby's was orange. Dylan's was highlighter yellow and JoJo's -i like her's the most-had blue flames on the bottom with skulls.
we grabbed our boards, ran to the street and jumped onto our boards. we zoomed down the streets and soon came to the movie store. we held onto our boards and walked inside. we started looking for a movie and ,within minutes, we decided on two horror films and a funny one. we checked them out and boarded back tomy house.
when we got there my rents were home and they were cooking dinner."hi, everyone." my mom said kindly
"hi, ms.T." everyone said
"we're going to watch some movie's tonight ok?" i told my mom
"ya, dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes there's enough for all of you." she told us
"ok, we'll be down soon." i told here. even though i was mad we were moving, it's hard to stay mad at her because she's so nice.
we walked upstairs and everyone sat on my bed, except Coby who sat at my desk and started playing theradio on my laptop.
the worst, longest, boringest, stupidist song (The Climb by Miley Cirus) came on! and it burned!
"turn it off!" everyone screamed
"here," JoJo said throwing her Ipod at Coby and a cord to hook to my laptop. "just put it on shuffle." and he did.
a song ment to be danced to (Just Dance by Lady Gaga) came on:
red one
konvict
Gaga
oh oh
"love this song!" Nick screamed and we all gave him a weird look
"gay wad." Alex joked and we all started laughing we got up and started dancing.
when the main lyrics came on JoJo started singing
"just dance, it's gonna be ok
da da doo-doom
just dance, spin that recor babe
da da doo-doom," she sung
i looked around and noticed all of teh guys looked gay.
we would've been done dancing by now if it wasn'tfor JoJo keeping us dancing.
"Jason! come get dinner!" my dad shouted and we turned off the music.
we walked into the hallway and JoJo jumped onto my back and shouted, "piggy back ride!" and i went along with it just because she's my best friend and she's as light as a feather.
i started walking down the hallway to the stairs when Rick thought it would be fun if he got on my back too.
"oh, god what do you weigh?" i asked still walking
"i don't know!" he said and all the guys jumped onto my back, i fell down
"ow!" i said and got up. i held out my hand for JoJo, she took it and i pulled her up. we walked downstairs and ate my mom's speghtti. it was awsome!
"Ms.T, this is awesome!" Dylan commented
"he's right." Nick backed him up
Fuhshizzlen' notes:
i wanted to tell you that you shouln't just look at the first page on the main section! i have stories on the next page, you just have to click on 'older posts' at the bottom of this screen, but above the 'funny shit' and on the side i have fun shit! like, pac man and random roll playing (witch by the way will change when i think of some other funny RP) so check it ALL out (the stories!!!) and comment, PLEASE comment! because, you want to know what makes me sad? this other blog that's called mysocalledundeath.blogspot.com had over 20 comments on just ONE post! it made me want to cry consitering the most i have on one post is 4! *sniffles*
~Tic-Tak!
~Tic-Tak!
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