Story Book Romance Chapter 3

  Keeli was like a zombie. She got up, went to school, came home, got online, went to bed, and started all over. Most days she even forgot to eat. It just wasn't that important. She was crushed, devestated really, but at the same time she couldn't figure out why it wasn't bothering her MORE. Maybe it was the fact that her and Cameron had broken up about a week before and tried to give it another go. Or maybe it was because, lately, he seemed more and more immature to her. Whatever the reason, Keeli felt like she shouldn't be able to function, and here she was, 4 days after he broke up with her, and she hardly cried anymore. She knew he wasn't the love of her life and that they weren't "destined" to be together, but still. Shouldn't breaking up with the person you lost your virginity to be a bigger deal?

   Keeli walked through the door, finding her mother sitting at the kitchen table. This was wrong in so many ways. Her mom was never home a minute before 7 pm on weekdays so why was she there at 3 in the afternoon?

   "Hey sweetie, how was your day," Sharon asked without taking her eyes off the book in front of her.

   "Good. If you don't mind me asking, why are you home so early?"

   "We need to talk."

   Oh no. This was never good. There were two people you never wanted to hear say 'we need to talk', the person you were in love with and your mother.

   "About what," responded Keeli, a puzzled expression still dancing on her creamy white skin.

  "Your lack of contribution around the house."

   Here we go. Not this again. Sharon was always on Keeli about not helping with laundry and cleaning and the like. She felt that because they were living with her father, they needed to help out. Keeli agreed to some extent. Her grandfather vacuumed, on average, about once a month. She would have had no problem doing that, except for the fact that she was expected to do it once a week. How was that remotely fair?

   Just as Keeli was about to open her mouth with a smart ass retort, Sharon's on-call phone rang, "Damn it. Keel, we'll finish this later ok?"

   "Sure Mum." Keeli bounded off downstairs knowing that her mother would be occupied with whatever problem was going on at work for the rest of the night. Setting her keys and purse down on her bed, she made her way into the office. After connecting to the internet Keeli tried alot of different chatrooms. All of the naughty ones were practically empty, which was a bit disappointing to her tonight. She really wanted some hardcore cyber sex. After a bit of debate she chose the techno room over the christian room. Better chances.

  Keeli sat unbothered by the ding signalling a personal message for close to 20 minutes after signing in. Just as she was getting ready to log off and go read a book, she got a message.

ArmyManRolePlay*WomenOnly*: Up for some fun?

AntiPopRiot: You bet :D.

ArmyManRolePlay*WomenOny*: You bet SIR. Show some respect.

AntiPopRiot: Suuurre. Anything you say SIR. I'll show you more respect than you deserve...

ArmyManRolePlay*WomenOnly*: Better. Is this role play going to be for you or me?

AntiPopRiot: What do you mean? I really don't understand...

ArmyManForRolePlay*WomenOnly*: I fucking told you to call me Sir. You're being terribly disrespectful and I don't appreciate it.

AntiPopRiot: I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were serious.

ArmyManForRolePlay*WomenOnly*: Well I was. I guess if it doesn't matter to you, then it will be for me. Pretty much you'll just make the scenerio appeal to me, and while I may jump in at times, you'll be doing the brunt of the role playing.

AntiPopRiot: No offense Sir, but that doesn't sound like much fun...

ArmyManForRolePlay*Women Only*: It's not fun fighting for a bunch of lazy American's freedoms either, but I do it everyday.

AntiPopRiot: Ok, ok. So you're in a bar and I walk up to you wearing a tight white tee shirt, no bra, and a pair of skin tight jeans..

ArmyManForRolePlay*WomenOnly*: No. Make it a low cut sweater and a plaid skirt with high heels. And be more descriptive.

AntiPopRiot: Hey, who's writing this here, me or you?

ArmyManForRolePlay*WomenOnly*: You are, poorly might I add. I'm supposed to enjoy this.

AntiPopRiot: W/e. I'm done. This isn't fun and you're kind of an asshole. Respectful and letting someone control you are two very different things.

ArmyManForRolePlay*WomenOnly*: What happened to "I"ll show you more respect than you can deserve"?

AntiPopRiot: Showing respect doesn't mean blindly following orders. I'm NOT in the military and I DON'T take orders. I wish the next poor sap who has to converse with you luck. Good bye.

AntiPopRiot has now logged offline.

  Keeli decided her book would make for much better company tonight. Perhaps she would have better luck tomorrow...

Hey guys thanks for reading! I really hoped you enjoyed it and there weren't TOO many mistakes. I know its alot but I'm asking for at least 12 rates/comments before I post Chapter 4. The only reason I'm asking for more is because my story is getting viewed alot but very few are giving feedback! Hopefully Chapter 4 will be up soon, but in the mean time check out my story Full Moon Rising! Thanks for the support and happy reading! -Caiti