KEYNES, jennifer natalie.

[jay]

NINETEEN. LOCAL. STRAIGHT. PREGNANT AND ENGAGED. SIERRA KUSTERBECK.
( JENNIFER NATALIE KEYNES )

I SEE YOUR EYES, YOU'RE BARELY SOBER.
I HEAR YOUR VOICE, YOU'RE CALLING OUT FROM ME TO YOU.
the character

What is on your bed right now?
me and my laptop and apple juice.
When was the last time you threw up?
this morning. ugh morning sickness.
What's your favorite word or phrase?
we have a sub for that!
Name 3 people who made you smile today?
mary and my sister.. that's it. i just woke up okay!?
What were you doing at 8 am this morning?
sleeping.
What were you doing 30 minutes ago?
sleeping.
What is your favorite holiday?
i don't really have one..
Have you ever been to another country?
yep.
What is the last thing you said aloud?
morning.
What is the best ice cream flavor?
COOKIES AND CREAM
What was the last thing you had to drink?
apple juice.
What are you wearing right now?
one of mary's shirts and my underwear.
What was the last thing you ate?
pizza!
Have you bought any new clothing items this week?
uh.. nope.
When was the last time you ran?
i never run
What's the last sporting event you watched?
go away.
If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?
hmm back to bed.
Ever go camping?
stop
Do you have a tan?
why do you keep asking me questions
Have you ever lost anything down a toilet?
...lol.
What is your guilty pleasure?
running down the stairs naked..
Do you use smiley faces on the computer alot?
:) lolwot.
Do you drink your soda from a straw?
would if i had the choice.
What did your last text message say?
"i'm going back to bed."
Are you someone's best friend?
forever alone.
What are you doing tomorrow?
trying to survive.
Where is your mom right now?
dunno don't care.
Look to your left, what do you see?
a wall.
What color is your watch?
i don't have one..
What do you think of when you think of Australia?
big spiders!
Ever ridden on a roller coaster?
of course.
What is your birthstone?
like i know..
Do you go in at a fast food place or just hit the drive tthru?
depends if i'm feeling lazy.
Do you have a dog?
i wish!
Last person you talked to on the phone?
uh.. my sister?
Any plans today?
being pregnant.
Are you happy?
extremely.
Where are you right now?
my house.
Biggest annoyance in your life right now?
morning sickness.
Last song listened to?
weatherman by +44
Last movie you saw?
uhh.. jaws.
Are you allergic to anything?
i don't think so.
Favorite pair of shoes you wear all the time?
i have a really scuffed pair of converse somewhere.. love them.
Are you jealous of anyone?
nooo.
Are you married?
:33 not yeet.
Is anyone jealous of you?
i hope not.
Do any of your friends have children?
yes.
Do you eat healthy?
no.. not at all.
What do you usually do during the day?
sleep.. eat.
Do you hate anyone right now?
kinda.
Do you use the word 'hello' daily?
no.
How many kids do you want when you're older?
..lol
How old will you be turning on your next birthday?
twenty.
Have you ever been to Six Flags?
yes!
How did you get one of your scars?
i fought a bear. haha, not really.. probably a bike crash.. actually, once my niece bit me REALLY hard..

SO SAY THAT YOU JUST WANT TO RUN AWAY.
AND REPLAY ALL THE THINGS THAT I TRIED TO SAY.
behind the character

hey bitches, it's jayde and i've been pimpin' these hoes for about two years. i know right, it's great isn't it? need to get a hold of me? hit me up by PM for AIM or MSN. i'm also in the gmt time zone just so you know. don't need to be telling you people twice. also meet the rest of my lovely babies, none!

”christina, please. you’re embarrassing our guests!” no matter how hard hunter tried, no matter how much he screamed and begged and pleaded, no matter what gifts he purchased for his wife, there was no way christina aguilera was going to stop shoving peas up her nose. it was a horrible trait, passed down from her parents. out of all the things hunter loved about his wife, the singing about him being sweet like a sugar coated candy man, her hair, her tits, her ass, her body, her tight personality; the pea fetish was not so great. hunter’s dreams were weird. sure, whilst functioning with drugs in his system almost daily normal activities would sometimes seep through the cracks of being ‘normal’, and hunter definitely wasn’t most people’s idea of sane, you could ask anybody and they would tell you hunter was well.. a little different, at times. the fact was that he was dreaming about christina aguilera, who was apparently his wife although never had hunts felt sexually attracted to her ever, backed up the theory that the boy was.. well, not having the best night of his life. being totally honest, hunter was 100% terrified of everything to do with christina. her “nice” tits? they could easily eat a small boy like hunter with room for another. not really perfect wife material. less on christina, and more on hunter; for starters why he was in this state, butt naked and cuddled up to half a pillow half a blanket, some excuse for a poorly knitted monkey hat just slipping off his head, although it was just suitable to be thrown out. hunter was amazing at picking up party freebies drunkenly stumbling past people on the way to the exit, stealing umbrellas and hats and anything he could grab without making too much of a scene. in his home back when he lived with his parents, he had a collection of lei’s from his visit to hawaii, a week where he was left with nothing but a hangover and the constant reminder that he had no idea what shit went down that week. that was all the boy had on his body, as most of his clothes from the night before lay on his bedroom floor, tangled up with range that made you wonder what sort of dance move the boy was trying to preform whilst flinging them off. hunter was still half expecting his mom to come and clean the mess like she used to, and it usually took a while of him staring at the shit on the floor to realise she wasn’t going to clean it, she didn’t want to see her son again. he had let her down by going back to his old ways, he’d also realise that he didn’t care, and that somehow the lion king had wedged itself behind his tv. he needed that back.

it was six pm yesterday hunter had been alerted of a party going on, one all his friends were attending. it would have been weird for hunter not to attend a party; if there was a big thing going down in baltimore there was a high chance hunter would be attending. he was a partier, he loved the lifestyle, the rush. the drugs, the sex, the free hats and necklaces and handbags and wigs. you didn't need to make an effort to be accepted into a group of friends who just got drunk and had sex. hunter liked not having to put effort into things. two years of on off rehab, repeated lectures from his parents, trying out college and nothing had pushed him off the idea of going out every night and getting fucked up, doing a load of embarrassing shit that he couldn't remember the morning after. it was a addiction, parties needed hunter and hunter needed parties. he also needed chrissy aggy to stop shoving vegetables up her nose, because their tea party was begining to get really creepy. the longer hunter's undisturbed sleep went on, the longer the madness did.

hunter had always been a heavy sleeper, pretty handy in some situations, for example now - he was happy about not watching mollie dance about his bedroom. that would have been a little bit embarrassing for her, and he would have definitely been jealous of her ability to sleep dance/dress/talk. once hunter was awake, he was wide awake, and then wouldn't sleep again until much later. unlike most people his age, the lastest he really slept in was around eleven am, the latest he went to sleep was five am. his body didn't need much rest, with all the drugs and caffine and the boy's general hyperactivity, he was like a energizer bunny. out of all the things that wouldn't wake hunter up; noise, smells and cold water, being sat on was not on that list, and as the slightly more awake than before mollie fell back onto hunter's body, he shot up, screamed, and threw his hands in the air as a sign of surrender. oh, he also had enough time to giggle in the mist of the excitment, because mollie was a pretty girl and she was on his lap. naked. it was a good situation to giggle. she wasn't hunter's normal type, they were usually blonde single mothers who were looking for round two before leaving. not that hunter had any problem with his unique wake up call, it just took a little while for her to shut up. all the more time for him to try and break his wife out of her pea popping habit as he closed his eyes and pretended to listen to her freaking about waking up next to him. it wasn't the first time his smooth talking had caused some girl with standards to land in his bed, and he was pretty much a pro at talking himself out of this situation. then again, what was so great about being good about being sweet and sorry and letting her go? he'd much rather she stayed for round two.. and dammit, now hunter was horny. hunter was always horny.

"really, are you done?" girls that didn't shut up = massive turn off. if hunter had managed to shut her up enough so that he could at least fuck her, he could probably do it again. sure, he didn't have the help of alcohol, but it was worth a shot. "how about you shush, and we can have sex again, then you leave me and we forget it happened?" he asked, tilting his head. "that or i'm gonna have to go jerk it, morning wood's a fucking bitch, am i right? it's really up to you, you are on my lap, though. that is kinda unfair.."