Where to Now Smart Ass?, Gabriella Scranton [good books to read for adults txt] 📗

/> “Excuse me?”
“Anger and yelling causes premature wrinkles. Do you want to be a bald old guy at 23?”
“What?!”
“I’m just saying, it would be a little hard if you wanted to ‘score some’ looking like my grandpa.”
“Dude, just shut up.”
She smirked to herself. “Nah I’m good.”
I groaned internally and sighed. What time is it? I looked down at my watch. 8:45. I haven’t even been in the car that long and I already want to kill her!
“Why do you have to be so annoying?” I actually was quite curious.
“I’m annoying? I don’t think so Jack.”
“My name is Jake.”
“Yeah I know.” I groaned again.
“This is what I’m talking about when I say annoying. Like seriously, is it a hobby?” I looked over at her and she had an amused gleam in her eyes. They quickly turned into fear.
“What’s wrong?”
“‘Watch the road will you!?”
“What?” I turned my attention back to the road. Holy Shit! I swerved the car back to the right side of the street and let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. “Are you ok?”
“Do I look ok? You nearly killed us both!”
“Calm down, nothing happened.”
She huffed and slumped down in her seat. Oh boy this is going to be a long trip.

Isabelle’s POV
The nerve of him. I nearly died and he thinks it’s no big deal? He is such a jerk. I slumped further into my seat. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye and sighed. At least he’s hot, I could be stuck with worse. Nick Pasquini flashed through my eyes and my body shuddered. Ew, just ew. I turned my attention back to Jake and saw his jaw clenched. Why is he always so tense?
“I don’t know why I’m tense. I’m just frustrated.” He said smoothly.
Did I just think out loud again? Damn I should really try to do something about that.
“Yeah you should. You’re weird enough as it is.” His mouth was turned up in an amused smirk. Bastard. I punched him in the arm and let out a please chuckle when he let out a girly scream.
“‘What the hell was that for.”
I shrugged. “Nothing in particular.’”
“Bitch.”
“Hehe thanks.”
He turned his head towards me again and gave me a weird look. “Are you being sarcastic, cause if you are, ‘you suck at it.”
“No, I’m being serious.”
His look became more bewildered. I sighed. “Well you see, a bitch is a female dog, a dog barks, bark is on trees yada yada yada. Ever heard that saying before?”
“You really ARE weird.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
He rolled his eyes, when we saw a gas station coming up.
“Wanna stop? There might not be another one for a while.”
“Sure.” He pulled in and started to fill up the tank.
“Want anything? I’m going to go inside.”
“Uh, an iced tea would be nice.”
I nodded and went inside. I looked around the medium sized store and looked for the twizzlers. I love twizzlers. I grabbed a couple bags, some gum, Jake’s iced tea, and a water for me and went to go pay when I saw a familiar face.
“Sean?” The familiar boy looked up and bloodshot green eyes stared at me.
“Iz?” He asked with disbelief.
“”Oh my gosh! What are you doing here. It’s been like a year since I’ve seen you! How are you?!”’
We hugged and he checked me out. “Good, better now that I’ve seen you. You look hot!”
I payed no attention to my ex boyfriends slight slur. He’s probably drunk, like he always was, back when we dated.
“Thanks, but I have to go pay for this.”
“I own this place. It’s on me.” He gave me a sloppy smile.
“Oh, well it was nice seeing you Sean. I’ve better be going.”
I turned and started to walk away when I was pulled into a hard chest. “You’re not getting away that easy. It’s been awhile since I’ve gotten any pussy.” I gagged as I smelt the alcohol on his breath.
“Let me go.” I struggled against his embrace. “You’re hurting me!”
He bit my ear and started gripping my body. “I don’t think so. You know this is why I broke up with you. Because of all this I’m not ready for sex shit. It was complete bull. So now I can get what I want and no one can stop me.” He laughed evilly in my ear and I felt a lump in my throat form. I struggled against him more and felt all of my things drop. He pushed me into the wall and started kissing me.
I felt my body freeze as he started lifting up my shirt. The tears were spilling down my face and I continued squirming trying to get away.
“What the hell is going on here?!” The voice sounded familiar, and I felt Sean freeze to look at who it was.
“Go away jackass.”
“Isabelle?”
“Help me!””
His eyes turned hard and he lunged for Sean. “What kind of sick person are you?”
“Get off of me you freak!” He was silenced by Jake’s fist as he fell unconscious.
‘I stared at Sean in shock. And felt a warm pair of arms wrap around me. I tensed slightly then looked up at Jake.
“Are you ok?”’
“‘I’ve been better.” I responded trying to lighten the mood. He let out a forced chuckle and grabbed the things from the floor.
“Come on. We have a full tank and should be good for a while. Lets get out of here.” I nodded in agreement and walked towards the car.
“Thanks by the way.”
“For what?”
“You know, saving me.”
“Don’t mention it.”
I gave him a slight smile and stared out the window.
“Hey can you tell what to do after Hudson St.?”
I reached into the glove box. “Stay straight to go onto Hudson St/Holland Tunnel. Continue to follow Holland Tunnel (Crossing into New Jersey). 2.0 mi.”
“Cool thanks, It’s like 10:00am. Do you want to find something for lunch in a little bit? Then later we’ll find a hotel?”
“Sounds like a plan.”
So far the trip hasn’t been too bad. We’ve been civil at least. I started humming to a Paramore song that was currently playing on the radio.
“You like Paramore?” He asked interested.
“Yeah, of course. Why?”
He shrugged. “I don’t know. Just didn’t peg you for a Paramore fan.”
I shrugged at him back. The traffic was ‘moving fine until we got in the tunnel. The traffic was ridiculous.
“Damnit!” He seemed slightly agitated.
“What?”
“I really need to take a piss!”
I smirked at him. “Sucks for you!”
“Ugh!”
“You shouldn’t have drank all of that iced tea!”
“Now you tell me!”
“How bad do you have to go?”
His hand was pressed against his crotch and his leg was bouncing. Hehe.
“This is not funny!”
I bit my lip to hold back a laugh. “Oh, but it is!”
He glared at me and continued bouncing.
“HONK HONK HONK!” His horn blared.
“Dude!”
“What?”
“Will you stop?”
“Umm no. I have to pee!”
Slowly the traffic started moving. It wasn’t until 10 more minutes of bouncing that we got out of the tunnel.
“Fuck it!” He said under his breath.
“Fuck what?”
The tires screeched and he pulled the car over to the shoulder. He got out of the car and ran to the grass area.
He is not going to pee here!
“Watch me! Ahhhh!” He let out a sound of relief.
You heard the sound of a trickle and I let out a sound of disgust. He finished his business and climbed in the car when we heard the sound of sirens.
“Shit!” He yelled as he banged his hand against the steering wheel. A police officer walked towards the car.
“Excuse me sir, license and registration please.”
He reached over me and handed the cop the information. The officer returned to his vehicle. I stared at him.
“What?”
“Nothing.” I grabbed a twizzler from the bag and started chomping on it.
“Can you please be more quiet?”
“Nope.” I said popping the p. I only continued eating the twizzler, only more loudly. He groaned and grabbed my twizzler and threw it out the window.
“Gasp!” I glared at him and grabbed another twizzler.
“WIll you please stop!?”
“No.” I said simply. He grabbed the whole bag of twizzlers and threw them out the window just as the police officer came back.
“Mr. Ace, I am going to have to give you two tickets. One for urinating in public, and one for littering. You will have til the end of september to pay them back.”
He nodded and sighed. He handed me one of the tickets.
“‘What am I supposed to do with this?”
“Pay it.” He said with a duh tone.
“Why?”
“Because you and you’re stupid twizzlers!”
“I didn’t make you throw them out the window!” Ugh, how dare he do that?
“Uh, yes you did.”
“Whatever. Can we just get going. I’m famished and now have nothing to eat because of you!” I looked down at the ticket. $450??! Is he serious? Damn asshole!
“Sure drama queen. What do I do now?”
“Uh, Holland Tunnel becomes 14th St. Continue on that for 0.3mi. then, Take RT-139 W for 1.2 mi.”
“Okay. Keep a lookout for somewhere to eat.”
We continued driving on 14th St. when I saw a Diner up ahead.
“Hey look, there’s something called ‘Tunnel Diner!”
“Wanna try it?”
I shrugged. I was starving and it looked like our only option for now. “Okay.”
He pulled into the parking lot and parked the car. We locked it and we made our way inside.
“Come on, hurry up.”
I rolled my eyes at him. We were greeted by a young waitress who was shamelessly checking him out. I cleared my throat.
She scanned me over and rolled her eyes. “How may I help you?” She asked us. Or more like Jake.
“A table for two please.”
“Of course come right this way.”
She swayed her hips in an attempt to look sexy and failed miserably. We sat down at a small booth and looked over the menus.
“I think I’m going to get a BLT.” I told him.
He looked up at me and nodded. “I think I’m going to get the deluxe hamburger.”
“Cool sounds good.”
The same waitress from before came up. This time with her shorts noticeably shorter and shirt noticeably lower.
“‘Hey,” she addressed just Jake. Bitch. “I’m bethany and I’ll be serving you in any way you like today.” She bit her lip and looked down at him through her fake lashes.
Sorry maybe that’s too nice. Slut is more like it.
Jake choked on his water and let out a chuckle. Bethany narrowed her eyes at me and I glanced at her innocently. Wow, this thinking out loud thing is really getting out of hand.
“So sexy,” addressing Jake again once more, “Can I get you anything? Anything at all,” She asked winking.
He blatantly ignored her. “Yeah we’ll have two diet cokes, one BLT and one Deluxe Hamburger, no tomato, and fries well done. Thanks.”
She let out a slight huff and walked away. Jake stared at me accusingly.
“What?”
“Is the oh so great Isabelle jealous?” He asked jokingly.
“What? Me jealous of you? Haha no. No why would I be jealous of you?” I laughed nervously.
“Okay...” he said in a singsong voice.
Bethany, our slutty waitress came over once again with our drinks. She placed mine in front of me and started to place his down when her hand knocked my drink all over