Housekeeping;; Jethro

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Outfit

Tamika slowly but surely blinked her eyes open, giving them time to adjust to the new light streaming in through her windows. It was 10.15am on a rainy Saturday morning, and the coolness she could feel in the air just made it all the more hard for her to get up. Eventually though, she managed to push the covers off her body and sit up. Leaning over the side, she rubbed her eyes and pushed her hair out of her face. Now she was somewhat more awake, Tamika walked over to her drawers and picked out some clean clothes before heading to the bathrooms to get ready for the day.
After she was done with her shower, Tamika checked her watch. The little numbers informed her it was only 10.43am now. With a sigh, she went back to her room and picked up her shoulder bag, making sure all she needed for the day was in it. Now she began the tediously familiar trek through the hallways for the main exit. She twirled a lighter through her fingers in anticipation of its use outside, quickly jamming the little piece of metal in her pocket when necessary to hide. A few minutes, several turns and a few 'hey!'s later, Tamika was at her destination of the schools main door, which she prompty exited.
She walked across the grass outside the school, her aim for the schools main gate so she could head into town and then up to Joshua's house. He decided to stay in Switzerland for a few more weeks, and Tamika agreed to stay at her friends house every weekend and take care of everything. She was out of the school gates now and lit a cigarette, trying to remember what Joshua said needed to be paid for this week. She was aware that his dad paid his rent every week and that wasn't a problem, but there was a few other things.
Before she had even caught on, Tamika had walked to town and her cigarette was just burning the filter between her fingers. She stopped to stub out the burning filter and then headed into the coffee shop briefly to grab a cappucino to go. She stood in the queue and stared into space, moving mindlessly along the queue towards the counter. Eventually she was at the front and greeted by a familiar face. It was a fourth year carer she had worked with on many an occasion. "Hey Jule, how's it hangin'?" She smiled. Jule smiled in response and replied, "Oh pretty good, slow going today. What can I get you?" Tamika thought for a moment, wondering if she wanted any extras with her cappucino, before making her decision, "Cappucino with semi-skimmed milk, bitte." The younger carer nodded and turned to prepare the drink, giving Tamika a chance to daydream again. Within a minute or two, her drink was sitting in front of her. She slid her money across the counter and gave an upbeat 'laters!' before lifting her coffee and exiting the small shop.
When she stepped out of the shop, Tamika took a second to both sip her coffee and take her phone out to text Jet. She quickly went to the new message screen and tapped out 'yo biznitch, wanna hang? i gots no friends today D= xxx'. After writing her text, Tamika all but skipped the rest of the distance to Joshua's house. She jogged up the familiar steps to his door and took out her keys to let herself in. When she opened the door, she entered quickly and picked up his mail. She took it to the kitchen with her and tossed the letters onto his counter, before she went about tidying and watering.
It didn't really take long for her to finish up. Tamika glanced at the laptop sitting in the corner of the room and considered doing all of Joshua's bills now, but decided to leave that activity for the evening. Instead, she lifted her coffee and shoulder bag and left the house for the cool outdoors again. The rain had eased up a little since she had first left the school, so she was able to walk without clutching her hood to her face. She returned to the village square and sat down on a wall. She popped her earbuds in and flicked to a 'Less Than Jake' album. Tamika sipped her coffee and held her phone, waiting for a reply from her boyfriend.

[Jethro Foster]

Jet texted back Ryan, I swear to God if you text me one more time I will personally make your life hell the next time I'm over there. Now shut the hell up!
He slammed his phone down on the bedside table before turning his head the other way to go back to sleep. It was 10:59 in the morning for crying out loud! After what seemed like thirty seconds (it was really half an hour) he heard Highway To Hell blasting beside him.
"I swer to god Ryan, if that's you I will come find you and rip your balls off." he muttered furiously as he slowly sat up and grabbed his phone to see if his "lovely" friend had texted him. Instead the face of a girl was on his phone and he smiled before pressing the button which opened the text.
'yo biznitch, wanna hang? i gots no friends today D= xxx'.
He wiped the sleep from his eyes and stood up. He yawned and stretched trying to bring some form of awake-ness to him. He slid the front part of the phone up to reveal the key-pad in which he replied to Tamika Sure sure..thanks for waking me though..I'm glad you were the one to wake me and not Ryan, the bastárd. Where will I meet ya? xx
He grabbed his toothbrush and headed for the toilet. He brushed his teeth, took a pee then went back to his dorm where he put on baggy-ish jeans and a t-shirt and waited for Tamika to inform him of his destination.

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Although she was expecting the text to arrive, Tamika still gave an involuntary jump when her phone vibrated in her hand. She clutched the phone as to not let it slip free from her hands and clicked on the okay button so she could read the text she had just recieved. She chuckled to herself when she read the text from her boyfriend before clicking on the reply option. no worries babe, that's my speciality ;] aww, ryry not being fun? in the square, want me to get you a coffee? xxx. She slid the phone into her bag and then finished off her own coffee, before going over to a nearby bin and tossing the empty cup in.
She was feeling pretty peppy now, but had nothing to do until Jet arrived. In a sudden lightbulb moment, Tamika decided to have a chat without her little brother. How's it hangin', little guy? She asked chirpily.
Go.Away. Now.
Oh that's very nice, what's wrong with you?
I'm trying to sleep. My douche of a roommate already woke me singing Abba.
Tamika laughed aloud at this, and earned a couple of odd looks from various other people out in the square. She quickly replied Sorry bro, I'll talk to you later. With no response from him, she considered their conversation closed and went back over to sit on what was now her wall. There was still no Jet in sight, so she opted for texting a few friends again, and remembered that Mat had some trial competitions coming up. She turned her music now to an electro pop playlist and settled into a small texting session.

[Jethro Foster]

No worries babe, that's my speciality ;] aww, ryry not being fun? in the square, want me to get you a coffee? xxx.
Jet shook his head and Tammy's new nickname for Ryan. RyRy..though he supposed it did suit him seeing as Ryan was still a child. He laughed as he made his way through the double doors that led out into the fron of Orchid and slowed down bit.
Right, meet you there in about 5..7 tops. And a coffee would be nice =) and he pressed send.
He was going to take his time in walking down to the square. Though for him, taking his time was like a normal person sprinting in a race. So he was there within the five minutes and saw his girlfriend sitting on a wall texting away to someone.
So, he went to the flowerstand and bought her some Gladioli with a few Tulips in the mix.

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika's phone was buzzing away with replies form her Swiss best friend, and she assumed all of the texts she was recieving would be from Mat. So when she recieved one saying he would meet her, Tamika became pretty confused. She was about to reply asking when him coming over came about, when she glanced at the sender and realised it was from Jet. She laughed softly at her own stupidity and then went back over to the coffee shop.
She entered the little shop again and once more went to the counter. "Someone's caffiene dependant today," Jule joked. Tamika smiled and shook her head. "Nah, this is a good deed coffee run. Although, while I'm here..." She quickly reached over to the cold drink shelves and lifted a tin of Rockstar. "This and a black coffee please." Jule nodded and quickly prepared the black coffee. Tamika slid money over the counter for the second time that day and then lifted her drinks. "I'll probably see you again in like an hour, Jul," she chuckled, heading to the door and leaving the shop.
Instead of her wall, Tamika went over to a bench instead. She set down Jet's coffee and hesitated over it as the styrofoam cup balanced precariously beside. Eventually, it settled down and so she opened her own drink and took a couple of gulps from it. She took her phone and glanced at the time, wondering what on earth was taking Jet so long. She slouched down on the bench and started to hum 'TNT' to herself.

[Jethro Foster]

Looking up he saw Tamika had gone. He walked a bit into the square and found she had moved to a bench. She was drinking (predictably) Rockstar and a polystyerene cup was sitting unsteadily beside her. No doubt his coffee.
He was over in a milli-second and had grabbed the cup.
"Hey gorgeous. How're you this morning?" he asked before taking a massive drink from the cup. She knew him all to well. Black coffee. He hated when he went to a house and they asked if they wanted coffee or tea and you told them black coffee and they put milk in it.
Ugh. Couldn't think of a worse drink..
"These are for you," he held out the boquet of Gladioli and Tulips for her to take, "Thought you deserved them for being my wonderful girlfriend." he smiled and sat down beside her and gave her a wuick peck on the cheek.

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika jumped and shrieked when Jet suddenly appeared beside her drinking from his coffee cup. She had been in a state of expecting, but unexpecting at the same time. She shook her head at how she was being uber silly today and sipped some more of her Rockstar. "I'm great thank you darlin', even better for having your company. How're you sweetheart?"
Now he was here she could get comfortable that she wasn't going to be moving about all over the show. She pulled her legs up underneath her indian style and then, with a raised eyebrow, took the flowers from Jet. "Ohmigosh, thank you so much!" She gushed, sniffing the Gladioli and then holding the flowers in front of her once more to get a better look at them. "They're so beautiful!" Tamika rested the flowers on her lap and shimmied a little closer to Jet when he sat down. After he placed a small kiss on her cheek, she returned the favor and turned her head to give him a brief kiss on the lips. After she pulled bag, she couldn't help herself from looking at the flowers again. She didn't get flowers from people often, but she really enjoyed getting them.
"So what was Ryry after this morning?" She asked, finally tearing her eyes away from the Gladioli and Tulips.

[Jethro Foster]

"I'm tired. He wasn't wanting anything...unless you count wanting to wake me up and annoy me like nobody else can." his face was dark, "He's a b'tard."
He smiled as he watched Tamika smelling the boquet. At least he made her happy. With Abby..well he had but after the accident..it just wasn't going to work. It was horrible how they had broken up. It was like being in love one minute and the next, you don't have any feelings for them what so ever. He frowned. He hoped nothing like that would happen with Tamika. He didn't want to part with her in any way. But a'las, he was leaving at the end of the year.
"So, do you have any plans for the day?"

[Tamika Dombrovski]

"Awk hon, I feel bad now for getting you to hang out. You can go back to bed and I'll mess that foo' up for you if you like?" Tamika joked, although she did feel kind of bad for getting him out of bed. She sipped some more of her Rockstar and lit a new cigarette as the pair sat in silence for a minute or two.
Tamika glanced round at Jet when he asked a new question and after a couple of seconds shrugged. "No real plans. I finished the bits and bobs I had to do at Joshie's place. I really should hang out with my brother or something, it's been a while... The idea of making you hang out with me all day is pretty appealing though," she pondered aloud. "So did you have any plans before me and Ryry started bugging you?"

[Jethro Foster]

"Actually, I did and it wasn't anything music related but it can wait for another day. S'far as I'm concerned, I think spending a day with you beats any other things I have to do." he smirked and looked around the square with his eyes. It was usually fairly busy when he came down here but today it seemed...empty. It felt very weird.
"Why don't you text him and ask if he wants to come and hang about? Unless he's doing something...or you can use your weird telepath thingymajig," and that was what you could call epic-word-fail syndrome. I really should start paying more attention to powers and their names...it could come in handy someday. Speaking of which..I will hit Ryan the next time I see him. Or possibly worse.
"Huh." he grunted quietly.

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika looked at Jet with furrowed brows and a frown, "Don't let me hold you back, man! I always have other things to do if you have plans. And-" she stopped in her tracks and then her expression changed to one of astonishment. "You had plans... That weren't music-orientated? Oh. My. God..." She reached her hand up to press the back of her fingers gently against his forehead. "Are you sick, that just isn't normal!"
She frowned again but this time in confusion. "What telepath thing?" Last time Tamika had checked, she wasn't telepathic. "Oh! The Shining! I'll see what he's up to." As she said that last sentence she had already started a conversation with her little brother.
'Hey Mik, how's it hangin'? Tamika got nothing in response from her little brother, which was a little worrying. 'Mik?'
Oh my God, go away! It's the freaking morning, I'm trying to sleep. I will stop your heart if you don't go away.
Tamika laughed and turned her eyes back to her boyfriend. "Well, I think my brother now hates me. I should stop waking people up," she grinned.

[Jethro Foster]

"Hahahaha! You probably should. I don't think anyone takes to kindly to being woken up at such an early time in the morning. I know I sure as hell don't but this morning you weren't to blame for that." he smiled and stood up and held his hand out to her, "Where would one like to go or to take a stroll?"
As he waited for her to mull over where to go he remembered about a conversation he and Ryan had had ages ago.
"Dude! Come on, you never spoke like this or acted this way before."
"I suppose..but the answer is still no."
"Awk, come on!"
"No. Ryan, you are not meeting her," Jet spoke sharply again, getting impatient.
"I have to. You don't understand. This gal has changed you."
"For better or worse?"
"I..actually never thought about that,"
"Typical." Jet rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, well. I'm not going to give up this easily." his voice barely got through the static that was going on over the line.
"Yeah, well, it looks as if the line has given up on you and gave you the answer no to. The line is on my side it seems, hahaha."
"You may have won this time Jathro Foster but I shall prevail the champion!"
"Yeah...you do that." and he hung up. Ryan had called him twenty million times in the next three days to which Jet ignored all.
He smiled and shook his head.

[Tamika Dombrovski]

"Geez, are all men so dramatic? It's not early man, it's after eleven am," Tamika laughed. She could never understand why any time before noon was such a big deal for guys. On numerous occasions she would have to hang out in Josh's kitchen with his sister and mother while he stayed in bed snoring away. She had always been thankful that their familys had been friends for pretty much all of her life or she would have felt awkward as hell.
Tamika took Jet's hand and pulled herself up from the bench, "I dunno dude, I'm not overly worried about where we go. I'd invite you to the shed again, but I'd only be too tempted to force you onto a dirtbike. And nothing good will come of that." Tamika shifted the weight of her bag on her shoulder and lit a new cigarette as she thought. Her mind was just coming to a blank though. "You got any ideas doll?"

[Jethro Foster]

"No, not really." he screwed up his face to his thinking one and scratched the back of his head, "It kinda sucks. And there is no possible way I'm you'd ever get me onto a dirtbike, I'm just not that suicidal or crazy enough to do it. I'll stick with my guitar thanks," he ruffled her hair in a joking way before lightly kissing the side of her head.
He gazed out across the square and looked at the stalls, "Want a hat?" he asked randomly. He never usually bought hats but for some reason he had the stange urge to buy a hat..or two.

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika gave a smirk that was both a mixture of devilish and playful. "Oh, trust me Mr Foster, if it's the last thing I do, I'll get you on a dirt bike. I taught Will to ride! I mean, she did fall off and kill my bike on her first jump, but she learnt!" She really wasn't helping her case one bit, and she acknowledged this with a giggle. "Okay, so I'll give up asking. I really can't keep my mouth shut enough to fight a good case." After he ruffled her hair and kissed her head, she scrunched up her face and rached her hands up to pull at her beanie. She was a little OCD about the way it sat, to say the least.
When she was finished satisfying her OCD feelings, she furrowed her eyebrows at Jet. "I'm good thanks, man. My beanie is enough to satisfy all my hat needs." Tamika replied, her confused face now replaced by amusement. "Unless!" She said as an afterthought, although it was rather loud and more of an excited shriek, "They have a sea captains hat. One of those I would happily wear." Tamika was in a wonderfully nautical mood this time of year. She couldn't really explain it, but she would get obsessed with pirates, captain costumes and sea movies.