Chapitre 2: Chapter 2
I already knew today would be awful when Eddie found his soulmate. That just left me in our little group of friends. Ben had Beverly, Bill had Stan and now Edds had the owner of that furry piece of shit.
After finally getting my makeup fixed, I headed out to the birthday party. All hopes of scaring kids went down the drain. I was too depressed.
"Make a turtle, make a turtle!" A boy demanded.
I sighed and got to work on the balloon animal.
I handed it to the kid only to have my work destroyed.
"It looked ugly," He said simply. I scowled. "Hey, so's your ma. But that didn't stop me from swiping right."
The kid looked at me with wide eyes and ran.
"M-mom!"
I snickered and raced to the kid's mother.
"Thank God for freakishly long legs," I mumbled.
I told the woman that I had to leave and strolled to the red SUV that I was proud to call mine. I jumped into the front seat and groaned when I saw my reflection. The makeup had survived the hottest day ever, but I hated being a clown for two weeks in a row. It got old quick. But still, it was a small price to pay to afford a life. It was better than being a waiter.
I shook my head, getting a headache from all of the memories of screaming customers. As I reached for the supplies I needed, my wrist burned.
"FUCK!!!"
I ripped off my glove to find the source of the burning. I stared at the sheep on my arm.
Black.
"No. Nonononoooooo!" I groaned.
Why now? Why ever? God, I fucking hated this.
I sighed. May as well be prepared. I cleaned up the mess that was my face and began driving. My wrist tingled more and more.
Finally, something stopped me.
Hitchhiker.
I was an ass, but I wasn't a complete ass.
I slammed on the brakes, ignoring the girl's thanks and stared at her.
Silvery green eyes framed with black glasses, her skin was copper brown, her hair black, curly and long.
She smiled at me.
"What's your name?" She asked, her voice like bells.
I forget about the small sheep that seemed to be biting my skin as I stared at this girl.
"T-Tim. Tim Jones."
What happened next was completely and totally unexpected. But... I liked it?
The girl wrapped her arms around my neck and crushed her lips against mine. It was as if gravity had ceased to exist.
My arms floated up and around her waist.
She pulled away and whispered, "You're the one I've been looking for, Jonesy."
"And who are you?" I asked, staring into her eyes.
She smiled. "The one that found you."
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