||[07 Apr 2005|07:02pm]
Who- Skye Jackson
Where- Old Town
When- Early morning
Open To- Everybody who'd be in Old Town/Kadie's
** I figured that since nobody is playing "The Man" (Josh Hartnett) That I could sneak one or two lines in.. involving him.
My first night didn't really go as planned, mainly because I was scared shitless and spent most of the night cowering in the alleyway, hand nervously on my gun. I knew that if I had to, I could shoot a bullet right through someone's forehead and have it come out the other side. I knew I could do it, but I really didn't want to have to do that. So, being the big whimp I am I just tried to stay out of the glow of the streetlamp, and instead hide in the dark. I didn't get any business --probably because nobody could see me-- but I did keep my mind on the one guy who did talk to me, who wouldn't let me see his face and said he knew Gail. I wondered who he was and made a mental note to ask her about this guy. She instructed me to go back to her place afterwards, because I had no where to stay and would be staying with her until I could find an appartment of my own. However, I didn't really want to go back to her and have no amazing stories or adventures. This reminded me of high school, trying to be friends with the cool, funny, brave people. So I waited around a bit to see if anything would happen. Well, it started raining which didn't count much especially since despite the downpour I still stayed in the alley. But then I decided it would be better to be soaking we than a bit dry and smell like wet garbage so I glanced down at my hand again, re-reading the adress and began walking down the cold empty streets. I started thinking about all the girl murders that had been happening lately.. there was that girl I remembered seeing in the papers, that.. Star girl. I tried to put it out of my mind because it freaked me out a lot but everytime I heard a noise I jumped.
When I finally made it to the crumby appartment building I searched the little buzzer.. pad thing for her name.. when I found it there was a note taped over it reading "Sorry hun, had to go, business to take care of. -Gail" Oh great.. business.. fuck where the hell am I supposed to go now? And what fucking business? Wait.. it was probably that disk thing I've heard about, nobody bothered to tell me what exactly it is but it has something to do with a dead person and a tape. I sighed and peered out into the rain, thinking of what I could do. I could stay here, or I could try and find somewhere else to go. I walked for what seemed an eternity until I found a bar "Kadie's" I figured it was better than freezing my ass off so I went inside and the smell of smoke and booze consumed me. Awkwardly I made my way to the bar and sat down, shaking a bit. A girl in a bra holding a tray came over to me. She had big eyes and long wavy hair, her tag read "Shellie"
"Oh god, hun are you ok? You must be freezing!" she said with sympathy in her voice.
"Yeah, absolutley freezing."
"Can I get you anything?" she asked.
"Irish coffee." Oh Irish coffee, the smooth taste of coffee with the amazing taste of booze. She nodded, smiled and then walked off. I sat at the bar, looking around. There were burly men to my left, burly men to my right. The only girls who seemed to be in the place were the waitresses and a beautiful blonde girl on the stage swinging a lasso. Then I felt eyes on me and cautiously looked around the bar, the noise seemed to dim as I tried to find where the eyes were coming from. I finally settled on a booth, they were wearing a big hat, tilted down that covered their face. A cigarette stuck out from under it, smoke pouring out of it. He played with a box of matches on the table and althought I couldn't tell where his eyes were looking, I had a feeling they were looking at me. I snapped my head forward and pretended like I wasn't glancing at him out of the corner of my eye constantly, sure enough everytime I looked he was staring at me. My heart started beating faster, the last time this had happened.. well.. I had gotten raped. Eventually two big burly men laughed and got up, leaving two empty bar stools directly beside me. Fuck! No no no! Why beside me.. shiiit. As I suspected the man picked up his matches and his drink and began walking in my direction, he wore a long black leather jacket to cover his clothes. I snapped my head to the front again and saw him sit down beside me out of the corner of my eye.
"Hi." he said, his voice was low and raspy. I cleared my throat and ignored him. "Deaf?" he asked after a bit.
"Not interested." I corrected, tracing circles on the table nervously. The man grabbed my wrist and I looked up into his eyes that I could just make out from under the large brim of his hat, his eyes were dark. Despite the hat, he looked a bit dangerous.. and a bit handsome. As if he wasn't as mysterious enough. He smiled and his shadowed lips spread out into a smile. "In talking?" he asked and released my wrist. I stared at him, at a loss for words. Man this guy is weird.
"Buh.. yeah." I managed.
"What's your name?" I noticed he didn't call me 'sugar' or 'babe', this sounded much less sleezy.. like he really wanted to talk to me.
"Skye Johnson.." I said, still a bit hypnotized. He smiled again from under the shadows. "Whats yours?" I asked. He stared at me for a bit and a different waitress set my drink down on the table and walked away. The guy just grinned.
Officially my first thing, I don't know if its ass or not.