Seriously, Jelly wanted to get out of this railroad town. It felt as if everything was dragging her down.
First, there was the dead-end job at the grocery store. She was tired just thinking of handling that cash register and then having some old fart tell her not to walk away from him. Yeah, supposed things could be worse.
Jake was being such a pain. He drank too much, but then he could want her so hot that it was a volcano. But she never knew what to expect from him. It could get worse she knew.
And finally, she'd found playful Teena, a poor little rich girl with nothing to do. Jelly didn't mind having money spent on her. It was a high time in the city with fruity drinks and kick-ass alcohol. Yeah, it felt like summer when she was with Teena.
There was something mysterious and alluring about Teena, but she could be aloof too. Jelly didn't know how to take it. Especially, she felt she'd been hooked into Teena's life as if maybe Jelly was her one and only. But that last a week, with fast rides, some hot nights that turned out just to be a tease.
Finally, Jake came around and it was hot heaven for at least twenty minutes. And then the silent treatment.
It was enough to make Jelly want to be somebody else. And maybe she was with Teena.