Niagara Falls, Friday kinda all day
Dec. 1st, 2006 06:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fates_jayeThe bad part about being pissed off that your family scheduled a trip for you and not calling them because of it is that sometimes it means you don't get picked up at the bus station. Which is why Jaye is taking a cab home. She's spent most of the time looking in the rearview mirror at the fact that the mole on the cab-driver-of-an-undetermined-nationality's face. She's pretty sure it moves on its own.
When the cab pulls up in the driveway, Jaye grabs her bag, grumbles something at the driver about being right back, and heads up to and into the house. It's still daytime, so it's not a surprise that no lights are on, but it is kind of a shock when she yells, "Hello!" and doesn't get an answer. She could swear she hears an echo. It's probably her imagination, but still. It could happen.
After an investigative search of the house to make sure she wasn't being ignored, that there wasn't some strange surprise party planned, and that no one was engaged in any elicit and/or scarring activities they didn't want interrupted, Jaye stomps off to her room, loudly sighs and drops her bag on the floor, and proceeds to call Mahandra and talk/whine/bitch/glee at being home alone.
It isn't until a while later, when it's starting to get dark, that she wanders back downstairs to take over the living room television, that she hears the pounding at the door. Along with the yelling of "GIVE ME MY MONEY!"
Dammit.
She's already turned on the light, so she can't pretend she's not home. So she does the sensible thing and goes to hide in the kitchen.
She doesn't turn the light on here, because she is not that stupid, and makes her way towards the back door, because she is also not always that smart. Which is why when the cab driver pounds on the back door she's near, she shrieks like a girl- fitting, being one and all- and yells, "I KNOW THE NUMBER TO 911!"
"YOU MAKE ME DROP YOU OFF AND LEAVE," he yells, because the door muffles his voice. "I DO NOT PAY FOR THIS MYSELF. YOU PAY! YOU GIVE ME MONEY!"
"THE PEOPLE WITH THE MONEY AREN'T HOME!" she yells back. And dammit, did she really tell the angry guy pounding on the back door of a dark room that she's alone in the house?
"I NOT LEAVE TILL I GET MY MONEY!"
"FINE!"
"METER IS STILL RUNNING!"
"CRAP."
She's wondering if she should do something like find something to use as a weapon, or actually call 911 or what, and when she feels around the counter for the phone, she hears something say, "Show him the money."
Even in the dark Jaye frowns. "THAT PHRASE HASN'T BEEN POPULAR FOR YEARS."
"WHAT?" the cab driver yells.
"I WASN'T TALKING TO YOU, SENOR!"
And it's then when she feels something on the counter that feels kind of soft, and squishy, and it has handles, and hey, that's a purse. And okay, she should feel bad about it, but first, the mysterious voice told her to, and second, the entire family did leave her to fend for herself after making her come home. So she yells "UNO MOMENTO!" and fumbles around to find the wallet, and the money inside.
She finally opens the door, thrusting a handful of large bills at him. "There. You happy?" she asks, like he's the one that's trying to mess with her.
"WAS THAT SO HARD?" he asks, taking the cash and simply going back to the front of the house to get into the cab. Wow, he really just talks like that.
Jaye turns on the light, frowning at the innocent-looking cow creamer on the table. "I hate you," she tells it.
When she gets back to the living room, she's just in time for her parents to come home and announce they didn't think she was actually coming.
[NFB due to distance.]
When the cab pulls up in the driveway, Jaye grabs her bag, grumbles something at the driver about being right back, and heads up to and into the house. It's still daytime, so it's not a surprise that no lights are on, but it is kind of a shock when she yells, "Hello!" and doesn't get an answer. She could swear she hears an echo. It's probably her imagination, but still. It could happen.
After an investigative search of the house to make sure she wasn't being ignored, that there wasn't some strange surprise party planned, and that no one was engaged in any elicit and/or scarring activities they didn't want interrupted, Jaye stomps off to her room, loudly sighs and drops her bag on the floor, and proceeds to call Mahandra and talk/whine/bitch/glee at being home alone.
It isn't until a while later, when it's starting to get dark, that she wanders back downstairs to take over the living room television, that she hears the pounding at the door. Along with the yelling of "GIVE ME MY MONEY!"
Dammit.
She's already turned on the light, so she can't pretend she's not home. So she does the sensible thing and goes to hide in the kitchen.
She doesn't turn the light on here, because she is not that stupid, and makes her way towards the back door, because she is also not always that smart. Which is why when the cab driver pounds on the back door she's near, she shrieks like a girl- fitting, being one and all- and yells, "I KNOW THE NUMBER TO 911!"
"YOU MAKE ME DROP YOU OFF AND LEAVE," he yells, because the door muffles his voice. "I DO NOT PAY FOR THIS MYSELF. YOU PAY! YOU GIVE ME MONEY!"
"THE PEOPLE WITH THE MONEY AREN'T HOME!" she yells back. And dammit, did she really tell the angry guy pounding on the back door of a dark room that she's alone in the house?
"I NOT LEAVE TILL I GET MY MONEY!"
"FINE!"
"METER IS STILL RUNNING!"
"CRAP."
She's wondering if she should do something like find something to use as a weapon, or actually call 911 or what, and when she feels around the counter for the phone, she hears something say, "Show him the money."
Even in the dark Jaye frowns. "THAT PHRASE HASN'T BEEN POPULAR FOR YEARS."
"WHAT?" the cab driver yells.
"I WASN'T TALKING TO YOU, SENOR!"
And it's then when she feels something on the counter that feels kind of soft, and squishy, and it has handles, and hey, that's a purse. And okay, she should feel bad about it, but first, the mysterious voice told her to, and second, the entire family did leave her to fend for herself after making her come home. So she yells "UNO MOMENTO!" and fumbles around to find the wallet, and the money inside.
She finally opens the door, thrusting a handful of large bills at him. "There. You happy?" she asks, like he's the one that's trying to mess with her.
"WAS THAT SO HARD?" he asks, taking the cash and simply going back to the front of the house to get into the cab. Wow, he really just talks like that.
Jaye turns on the light, frowning at the innocent-looking cow creamer on the table. "I hate you," she tells it.
When she gets back to the living room, she's just in time for her parents to come home and announce they didn't think she was actually coming.
[NFB due to distance.]
