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5.5.09
12.4.09
Doing it.
Jonas almost couldn't play the song for Penelope, it pained him so much. But he did and he thought about how he and Lucy used to reenact Spiderman. She always wanted to be the bad guy. She said it was good to get in an evil mind. Find out what made them that way. Jonas was fascinated by this.
"Lucy," Penelope's voice was sad
"Yes," Jonas agreed
Jonas returned from his trance and saw Penelope. He saw her eyebrows were slightly slanted downward. As if she were upset about something. He assumed the song had just gotten to her as much as it did him. He look closer at Penelope. She really was lovely, her soft tan cheekbones and wavy golden blond hair. She was almost as pretty as Lucy. Jonas then silently chastised him for comparing the two girls. He couldn't just keep moping around over her. She was gone and he couldn't help that. Know matter how much he wanted to.
"That was... wow," Penelope's voice was so sweet and awe-struck. Jonas suddenly felt a need for her, fluttering in his stomach.
Jonas moved his face closer to hers. He could feel her warm breath on lips. He pushed a stray hair away from her face back behind her ears and left his hand there, on the side of her head. He gently pressed his lips to hers. She moved hers rhythmically to Lucy's song still wading the air. Jonas copied her motions. Penelope was breathing heavily now. Running her fingers hungrily through Jonas's hair. Jonas laid on down on the bed, Penelope on top of him. He licked her lips, begging for and entrance. They explored each others mouth passionately. Penelope was letting little moans escape her moth.
Then Jonas's shirt was off. Moving his hands up and down Penelope's torso. Then Penelope's shirt was off.
"Lucy," Penelope's voice was sad
"Yes," Jonas agreed
Jonas returned from his trance and saw Penelope. He saw her eyebrows were slightly slanted downward. As if she were upset about something. He assumed the song had just gotten to her as much as it did him. He look closer at Penelope. She really was lovely, her soft tan cheekbones and wavy golden blond hair. She was almost as pretty as Lucy. Jonas then silently chastised him for comparing the two girls. He couldn't just keep moping around over her. She was gone and he couldn't help that. Know matter how much he wanted to.
"That was... wow," Penelope's voice was so sweet and awe-struck. Jonas suddenly felt a need for her, fluttering in his stomach.
Jonas moved his face closer to hers. He could feel her warm breath on lips. He pushed a stray hair away from her face back behind her ears and left his hand there, on the side of her head. He gently pressed his lips to hers. She moved hers rhythmically to Lucy's song still wading the air. Jonas copied her motions. Penelope was breathing heavily now. Running her fingers hungrily through Jonas's hair. Jonas laid on down on the bed, Penelope on top of him. He licked her lips, begging for and entrance. They explored each others mouth passionately. Penelope was letting little moans escape her moth.
Then Jonas's shirt was off. Moving his hands up and down Penelope's torso. Then Penelope's shirt was off.
***
There clothes lay on the side off Jonas's bed. Penelope's head rest on Jonas's bare chest, she was in complete bliss. Both tucked safely under the covers, Jonas caress Penelope's cheek. He smiled happily, glad that Penelope seemed to like him as much as he like her. He kissed her head.
"Jonas! We brought you a burger!" Mrs. Roscla's voice rang through the house.
"Jonas! We brought you a burger!" Mrs. Roscla's voice rang through the house.
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Penelope knocked on Jonas's already open door. Jonas was plucking at his guitar.
"Hey, Jonas your mom's went out," Penelope said awkwardly. She sat down next to him on his bed.
"Yeah. Hey Listen to this," He turned and now sat cross legged on his bed. Cradling the guitar with his knees. Jonas began playing a intricate composition. She didn't recognize it so she assumed Jonas had written it. Penelope liked that about Jonas. She smiled. Jonas looked up at her and smiled too.
The notes swirled into the rafters of Jonas's bedroom. Twirling in and out of Penelope's mind. The melody was so complex yet played in such a simple manner. Penelope could hear inspiration from Soliari and Deathcab for Cutie and Deep Purple. It started light and happy with simple notes. Then then the mood grew heavy adding diverse sounds. Jonas's fingers were pressing and strumming on every string. Then it became calm again. A resolution, Penelope perceived. Then she knew. She knew it was Lucy. Jonas had composed Lucy's life. Penelope smiled somberly as she remembered her friend.
"Lucy," Penelope said.
"Yes." Jonas nodded as he looked up. His eyes were glazed over as if he wasn't here anymore. He was somewhere in his head off with his dead lover. Penelope suddenly felt angry. A sting of jealousy pierced her gut. Why did Jonas still miss Lucy? Why couldn't he see me? And Like me? The questions rolled through her mind. She realized she too, was in love with Jonas.
"Hey, Jonas your mom's went out," Penelope said awkwardly. She sat down next to him on his bed.
"Yeah. Hey Listen to this," He turned and now sat cross legged on his bed. Cradling the guitar with his knees. Jonas began playing a intricate composition. She didn't recognize it so she assumed Jonas had written it. Penelope liked that about Jonas. She smiled. Jonas looked up at her and smiled too.
The notes swirled into the rafters of Jonas's bedroom. Twirling in and out of Penelope's mind. The melody was so complex yet played in such a simple manner. Penelope could hear inspiration from Soliari and Deathcab for Cutie and Deep Purple. It started light and happy with simple notes. Then then the mood grew heavy adding diverse sounds. Jonas's fingers were pressing and strumming on every string. Then it became calm again. A resolution, Penelope perceived. Then she knew. She knew it was Lucy. Jonas had composed Lucy's life. Penelope smiled somberly as she remembered her friend.
"Lucy," Penelope said.
"Yes." Jonas nodded as he looked up. His eyes were glazed over as if he wasn't here anymore. He was somewhere in his head off with his dead lover. Penelope suddenly felt angry. A sting of jealousy pierced her gut. Why did Jonas still miss Lucy? Why couldn't he see me? And Like me? The questions rolled through her mind. She realized she too, was in love with Jonas.
13.2.09
Right before...
The sky was onyx black when Jonas and Penelope exited the funeral home. The slight breeze waved the end of Penelope's black dress. Jonas thought she looked pretty when the moon reflected of her face.
Without turning to Jonas, Penelope said, "Jonas, I'm going come over to your house tonight," Penelope's voice was sure as she stare at the stars. Jonas turn to her confused.
"Um yeah sure 'course," He noticed he suddenly wanted her to come over, like she used to with Lucy.
"Hi mom," Jonas broke the silence, Mrs. Roscla turned.
"Ohhh Penelope!" Mrs. Roscla's sweet little voice came and hugged her.
"Hey, Mrs Roscla," Penelope said breathlessly. Then Mrs. Roscla hit her playfully on her arm.
"Why haven't you been here to see us? We've missed you Penelope, your like family," She asked questioningly.
"Oh, well know, school and stuff..." Penelope easily lied. Jonas didn't want them to see him in case they brought up... Lucy. He almost broke down just thinking her name.
"I have to go to the bathroom," They ignored him and Jonas walked of to the edge of the hall and hid.
"Well, don't that again, okay?" Penelope nodded her head. Mrs. Roscla looked down the hall automatically as is someone was listening, "Poor Jonas has been a mess, since... the accident." Jonas bit his lip as he remembered his... No he could not say here name.
"And poor Lucy," Jonas's lip was bleeding now as her name distorted his thoughts, "how i miss the sound of her in this house..." Mrs. Roscla's voice broke. But she did not cry, she just stare a the dirty dishes in the sink. Then she turned to Penelope, "Well, I've got to get to the store and pick the kids up something to eat," She glanced the full sink, "I don't think this sink could hold another plate," She chuckled humorlessly and Penelope smiled politely.
"Jonas! Do you want anything?" His mother called down the hall. Jonas ran to his bedroom.
"No! I'm good." He called back.
Mrs. Roscla turned to Penelope once more, "Well you to have fun, I'll be back later." With that she turned and walked out the door, one toddler on either side.
Without turning to Jonas, Penelope said, "Jonas, I'm going come over to your house tonight," Penelope's voice was sure as she stare at the stars. Jonas turn to her confused.
"Um yeah sure 'course," He noticed he suddenly wanted her to come over, like she used to with Lucy.
***
Jonas's house was a cluttered Victorian three streets down from Penelope's. Jonas opened the door for her and Jonas's little brother, Noah was poking his little sister, Lily, in an annoying sibling fashion. Mrs. Roscla, Jonas's mother, was busy at the sink washing dishes when they entered the kitchen."Hi mom," Jonas broke the silence, Mrs. Roscla turned.
"Ohhh Penelope!" Mrs. Roscla's sweet little voice came and hugged her.
"Hey, Mrs Roscla," Penelope said breathlessly. Then Mrs. Roscla hit her playfully on her arm.
"Why haven't you been here to see us? We've missed you Penelope, your like family," She asked questioningly.
"Oh, well know, school and stuff..." Penelope easily lied. Jonas didn't want them to see him in case they brought up... Lucy. He almost broke down just thinking her name.
"I have to go to the bathroom," They ignored him and Jonas walked of to the edge of the hall and hid.
"Well, don't that again, okay?" Penelope nodded her head. Mrs. Roscla looked down the hall automatically as is someone was listening, "Poor Jonas has been a mess, since... the accident." Jonas bit his lip as he remembered his... No he could not say here name.
"And poor Lucy," Jonas's lip was bleeding now as her name distorted his thoughts, "how i miss the sound of her in this house..." Mrs. Roscla's voice broke. But she did not cry, she just stare a the dirty dishes in the sink. Then she turned to Penelope, "Well, I've got to get to the store and pick the kids up something to eat," She glanced the full sink, "I don't think this sink could hold another plate," She chuckled humorlessly and Penelope smiled politely.
"Jonas! Do you want anything?" His mother called down the hall. Jonas ran to his bedroom.
"No! I'm good." He called back.
Mrs. Roscla turned to Penelope once more, "Well you to have fun, I'll be back later." With that she turned and walked out the door, one toddler on either side.
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