26Chapter 10~ He'll be comin' 'round the moun'in
A/N: hey freeks, geeks, nerds and killer wallabies ...you know you are but what am iiii? Hehe, aright so I'm back with a thrilling new chapter of 'when apes go mad' no actually its the princess of nyc- but close enough. So read away, I missed you ALL so dearly so review review review! mwwwaa kisses and hugs hearts and candies bananas and cheese- enjoi-
"Hey, you called."
"Well, yes, clearly..How are you?"
"I'm aight. you?"
"Just fine. How is the hangover doing?"
"Hang over?...What hang over?" Ryan said comically. Jea couldn't resist a tiny giggle. "So, what are you doing today?"
"Um, just hangin' out. I'm at Jeena's place now."
"Yeah?"
"Uh huh."
"Cool, 'cause I was gonna drop by and give Trevin something anyway. So I guess I could see you there right?" It was all going fine until that moment. Ryan wanted to drop by, lovely... Jeena was currently on her date with the toilet, and Jea herself wasn't looking to dandy, her hair resembled something like a yak. ...yaks are these big animals from South America- anyyyywwaaayy... I was saying. Jea wasn't too excited about this randevous.
"Uuhhhh...Yeah but um, I think Trevin actually just left the crib so...Why don't you come by later and see whats poppin' homie G." A LOT later plleeeaassseee. Jea though/prayed. Ryan laughed at her utter whiteness. However he sounded a tad let-down. TOO BAD! A girl must have her time for preperation!...::Phew::
"Aright, sounds cool. I guess I'll just come by at ...How's five?"
"Five's good. I think he'll be back by then." Who the hell cares where Trevin is? Not me.
"Cool, catcha later then."
"Yup, buhbye." CLICK.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH JEENA JEENA JEENA JEENA! PUKE-FACE! WHERE ARE YOU...Of course, the bathroom." Jea found Jeena momentarily leaning over the sink and washing the puke out of her hair.
"JEENAA! OH-MA-GOSH!" Jea mocked beverly hills- NY-chic. "I called Ryan, and he's coming over at FIVE! We have to get ready. I have to get ready. Oh and we have to steal Trevin's cellphone."
"Wha-why?"
"Because I told Ryan that Trevin isn't home so that he wouldn't come over now, and so if Ryan calls Trevin and Trevins like "hey Ryan wassup." And Ryan's like "Hey dude, where are you?" "Im home...Why?" And then Ryan goes "Oh really" and then he'll know I lied and he'll think I'm a liar and he'll hate me forever and ever!" Jea rushed, finally taking that long awaited breath.
"Woah. Jea darling..I need to barf. And you need help." Jeena said. Holding her stomach and returning to her station by the toilet.
"Eh. Grossage. No more alcohol for you young lady." Jea turned away and headed towards Jeena's closet to find something to wear. Suddenly remembering an imporant factor.
"HEY JEEENA! DID YOU CALL BEN?!" She called, while examining a red shirt.
"-gag- MM NO! I DON'T THINK I'M REALLY UP TO IT RIGHT- gag- EH-NOW."
"Right-O- chap." Jea said to herself- yes she IS insane, you'll get over it.
:::ring a ding ding:::
"Yes phone what do you want?" Jea reached for the purple phone on Jeena's dresser.
"yhello?"
"Jeen-Jea?" Chris' voice resounded from the other line. Just what Jea needed to hear, as you can imagine. No not really. I lied.
"Ch-Chris?"
"Yeah hey, whats up?"
"Nothing."
"Cool, listen is Jeena there?" He asked urgently. What the hell since when does chris ask to talk to Jeena and NOT me? Ass.
"She's not feeling well. Can i help you?"
"Uh, yeah- well- no, ya' know never mind really. Thanks Jea."
Seriously...What the hell?
"Right whatever bye." Chris started to say something but Jea hung up before she could fathom what it was... 'Accidentally'. Sure.
:::ring ring ring:::
"Yes?"
"Sorry Jea."
"Yeah whatever Chris, bye." Jea was thisclose to hanging up the phone when she heard the other person yell out.
"Jea it's me it's Ryan." Woah.
"Ah, hey Ryan sorry about that I just was, and -"
"Don't worry about it. But...Who's Chris?"
"No one."
"Oh okay, so I was going to ask, do you have Trevin's cellphone number it got deleted from my phonebook." Oh shit.
"Um, yeah I do hang on." Jea ran like speedy gonzales down the hall -it's difficult to be a mexican mouse- and picked up Trevin's phone...Luckily he was down stairs.
"Uhhh, here got it, hi."
"Are you okay?" He sounded concerned.
"What? Oh yeah, I just ran down the stairs." White lies, all of them. Tiny little white lies. "So it's 1 212 567 8910"- [for someone else's safety]
"Aright, thanks. See you at five."
"Uh huh. be there or be square...Winkwink." CLICK for the third time that day.
Trevin's cellphone began ringing three seconds later. Jea stuck it under Jeena's pillows and dolls.
"It's like killing someone and hiding the body, except much better."
"Jea what are you talking about." Jeena said walking out of her hang-over home with a tooth brush in her hand.
"Nothing I just murdered someone and hid them under your bed."
"Oh okay." Jeena plopped down on the bed. "So Ryan's coming?"
"Yeah huh."
"At five?"
"Yeah huh."
"So what are you wearing?"
"Nuhhhh uhhhh..." Jea whinned.
"I'm sure he wouldn't mind seeing you in your birthday suit but i don't think you'd be so happy about it."
"Nuh uh."
"Okay, mute person...You can throw my clothes all over the room until you find something you like."
"Okee."
Jeena turned around and headed back to her temple of worship, pausing for a minute to ask "So Chris called?"
"Yeah.. How did you-?"
"Psychic powas." Jeena answered in her 'Miss Cleo' accent. Doing what she thought would look like a Jamaican dance, on her way to the bathroom again.
RYANS A'COMIN' TA' TOWN..YEEEEEEEEEHHHAAWWWWW!
Disclaimer: who ever owns that phone number I'm terribly sorry...really..I am.