The Great Gatsby Creative Writing

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It all began a simple phone call one night after dinner, “John,” my father hollered up the stairs, “it’s for you. It’s Jessica, and she sounds upset.” As I came downstairs to pick up the phone, I was not happy. I was tired and had looked forward to a nice quiet evening at home, not another stupid adventure with Jessica. Thirty minutes later, however, Jessica’s blue-grey Mustang convertible swung into our driveway, and Jessica was leaning on the horn before the car came to a full stop. Grabbing my coat from the couch, I walked out my front door with all the enthusiasm of a man going to stand before a firing squad. My feet were heavy against the concrete as I closed the door on my father’s goodbye and regular farewell advice. Sighing in annoyance, …show more content…

She probably went out to eat or something. Maybe her phone died before she could send you a message. There a lot of very sensible and safe scenarios. Have you talked to the police about it?” With a soft tone and a warm hand on her shoulder, I do what I can to comfort her. Sad eyes turned to me, orbs of brown trying hard not to let the tears spill. Offering a soft smile, my own greenish-blue eyes trying to give her some hope in any possible way. Knowing I have to pretend that I’m not worried and that it’s all ok, I know Jessica’s mom and she wouldn’t do something without telling Jessica. In dire casses, she would use a stranger’s phone. “Yes, well, no. We’re going to go there right now. I didn’t want to go by myself in case I start crying. I hate crying in public, you know that.” Jessica takes a pause and sighs deeply. Trying to breathe and not cry, she was playing strong. This was clear could by the way she held the steering wheel. Eyes closed and she stayed silent, head upright and face devoid of any emotion. Opening her eyes once more, she vigorously blinked her tears away. “John, I’m worried. What if something happened? She could be in trouble and I don’t know what to do.” The way her voice grew more anxious and panicked made me rub her …show more content…

Subconsciously, I felt my foot and hand move in rhythm to John Denver’s “Take Me Home, Country Roads” as I sang along softly. Jessica looked over at me and I exaggerated my movements with a goofy smile. Startin to bust out my crazy dance moves, I was still careful not to punch her. Jessica gave a small laugh and her signature smirk as she mumbled “weirdo” under her breath. Sticking my tongue out at her, she pushed my shoulder softly. “Look, let’s notify the police and then we’ll let them take care of it. Sound good?” I asked as the song died to some news break about a flying truck. Subsequent to my question, she nodded and reached to put the car in reverse when a notification popped up on her phone. Looking at it her face fell quickly. Frozen in her spot, I could have cut the air around her. “What is it?” Giving her phone to me with a shocked look, she still pondering what she had received. Across the screen, the words “Missing something, Jessica?” appeared under a blocked number. Words evaded me for a long moment. When I was about to respond, a ding sounded once more. The words “Or, should I say, someone?” quickly followed the last

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