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Susana Jane's Jump-Personal Narrative

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Susana Jane stopped scrolling and set her phone down, her stomach felt like it was trying to do gymnastics and all it managed was to flip and land on its noggin...multiple times. She always felt bad after a jump, but never this bad. Yet there she was, bent over the counter, gritting her teeth, with her fingers turning purple from the sheer amount of force she was exerting on that cheap motel counter. The most likely scenario? Anxiety was doubling the effects of the jump. SJ always jumped where she needed to be, albeit early, meaning it was now inevitable that she would meet Satan himself -- only the adorable Supernatural version.
It went away pretty quick. Not the anxiety, the pain. SJ kept bent over the sink, biting her bottom lip out of …show more content…

Don't misunderstand, Coca-Cola umbrellas, an asshole yelling into his Bluetooth, not-quite-rundown motels aren't considered "beautiful sights", but the air was crisp, smelled of roasted coffee, and the last streaks of morning pink were still visible in the sky.
The motel didn't have free breakfast (and even if it did, the coffee usually sucks), so when the waiter -- Ted -- passed by, SJ ordered coffee and a chocolate chip waffle with bacon on the side. Two minutes later, coffee arrived. Ironically, world-class coffee critic Susana Jane could hardly stand the taste of the stuff unless it was completely saturated in sugar. Why she even bothered in the first place was beyond everyone.
Ten to fifteen minutes later, the waffle and bacon arrived, and there was much rejoicing within a certain, internal digestive organ.
After another five minutes of trying to anxiously think through the incoming encounter, she spotted him.
The Mark Pellegrino look-a-like had just sat down, all four limbs crossed in a subconscious warding against all uber-friendly......friend-makers. A woman screamed. His legs were propped up mermaid-style on the mesh table and he had the chair balanced on its hind legs and leaning on the fence enclosing them. The waiter tripped, the clanking of plastic cups on cement briefly drowning out the woman's hysterics. Lucifer's mouth was opened in an amused sort of grin, like he was about to laugh or say something, as he watched the scene …show more content…

That's when he caught her staring -- eyes flashing in annoyance as he stared right back, adjusting his folded arms on his chest, and raising a superior eyebrow in such a way that SJ couldn't tell if he was making a conscious effort to look intimidating...or what. Just before her inner fan girl started to gush, something in his expression sobered her. It made her feel cold and hot with dread -- she could already feel the invisible pinpricks on her cheeks and back. Most of all, it gave her second thoughts.
Just to make it worse, he crinkled his nose and stuck out his tongue before it slipped back into his mouth, affirming that he had (at least) noticed her. SJ probably would've made a gif of it and called it "cute" on any other occasion. She stared a second more, enough time to romanticize what he was doing and for the "deer in the headlights" look to fade, but not near enough for her inner fan girl self to return. It's safe to say that her sudden calmness confused

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