Cuddle Valley High: Role Play

Jorgen found Allor's hand clamped over his mouth. "If you want to live, you'll keep your promise."

"Something to do with Al's father. Don't ask any more than that," Derek told Jimmy.

Jorgen nodded as Allor withdrew her hand. "At least you didn't lick me like last time."

Jorgen chuckled. "Trust me it was hard not to." he joked.

"I'm gonna go... Walk around... Acting all depressed-like."

ALlor sighed. "Um, mind if I join you?" she asked. She knew he was depressed and being around Jimmy wasn't helping since Jimmy was always upbeat.

"No.. Go right ahead," Derek said, standing up and putting his tray away. He waited for Allor, then just started walking, not going much of anywhere.

Allor glanced at Derek. When out of earshot she asked, "What's wrong? Der, don't lie."

"I don't know... I just keep thinking about how I got my life so damn screwed up... I'm just god f***ing white trash. That's what my parents were, and that's what I am."

"Oh, so that makes me exactly like mine. Stuck up aristocrat my-make up-is-always-perfect kitty-hugging fashion-loving russian who..." she pauses. She didn't want to say anything of her father.

Jimmy ran up to them, "hey Allor before you 2 go, here" He handed her some gummi bears. "Jorgen didn't want them and he told me to give them to you

Jorgen watched Derek and Allor leave. As he stood beside Jimmy he whispered. "Closer and closer every day."

jimmy looked at him,"yeah, i see it too" jimmy looked down, he usually feels happy for things like this, but he didnt.

Derek nearly lost his head and was almost punched Jimmy in the face. Didn't he understand the concept of a private conversation?

"No, that's not my point... What I'm saying is.. I used to want to be the first guy in my family to actually do something with my life... But I've realized that I'm not getting anywhere. I tried smoking pot when I was fourteen, got drunk when I was fifteen.. Now I'm in jail."

"When i gave Allor the gummi bears, Derek looked mad, why is he so depressed?" Jimmy asked Jorgen

Allor glanced at Derek. "Der, you are somehing. You're my friend. Back in Russia I had none. I moved around a lot. Please, don't call yourself trash. You are far from it."

Jorgen shrugged. "He has had a hard life."

Jimmy took a pack of gummi bears out of his pocket and began to eat them, "i see"

Jorgen laughed. "How much Candy do you have." he asked.

"tons and tons of it, I love candy more than anything, even more than guys!" Jimmy ate some more and held the bag out to him, "want some?"

Jorgen shook his head. "No thank you."

"Yeah... Thanks, but I still feel like the same loser I was five minutes ago," Derek said, half kidding, but half serious.