Chuck E Cheese Jasper Novels & Stories

With a content smile, she went to buy some. "How much for 2?" Jade asked. "4 cents." The old lady said. "2 dipped in chocolate." Jade ordered. The lady gave a nod and handed her 2 churro sticks dipped in chocolate. With a nod, jade took it and handed her the money. To pass the time further, she decided to go to a gamezone and have a game of bowling. On the way, she finished her one churro. When she reached, she narrowed her eyes at the door of the place which displayed the sign 'Under repair.'

Even tried to keep it low when identified. Was… he doing it for me? No, Nate! Don’t go there! Don’t hope for something that will not happen! “So, one lesson with Chris, what did you think of him?” I asked, trying to strike up a conversation to distract myself from my thoughts. “Hmm…” Jasper thought for a while before replying. “I thought he felt a little creepy yesterday, staring at you during history. But after a period with him this morning, he seems like a really nice guy. Friendly, easy to talk to. Trying to adapt to schooling here. He said he was from a small town called Windsor Creek. I’ve never heard of this town before. It’s about five hundred miles from here.”

Jason replied, popping a piece of gum into his mouth. "Excuse me?" I froze, eyes widening in shock. Jared brushed it off with a wave. "Relax, it's euros. Let's go. Over there's a mahjong table, and next to it, a crowded poker table. I'm betting the prize pool's huge. I'll pick you up when something goes wrong." Euros didn't make a difference. When something go wrong? Do I have any more luck buffers? You have no luck boosters left.

Sharon heard him mumbling and turned to look at him. “What did you say grumpy?,” she asked him. He frowned at her for calling him grumpy. “I wasn’t talking to you fatty” Sharon gasped pouting. Jasper looked at her pouted lips and said,“ If that is what you call a cute pout, I’ll rather kss a duck instead of you.” Sharon glared at him,“ Who wants to kss you anyway? I’ll have to bend down to do so. Why stress myself?” Jasper looked down at his wheelchair and glared at her. Was he just praising her right now? He must have been mad to do so.

They both turned to the couch. Jasper was sitting there shirtless, his legs tucked beneath him, eating from a bowl of cereal and glaring at the TV. He looked up, spoon halfway to his mouth. “Julian,” he said flatly, “get your sush and ass out of my ass.” Julian raised a brow. “What?” “I said what I said,” Jasper grumbled, chewing loudly. Liam chuckled and dropped onto the couch beside him, nudging his shoulder. “You look better.”

I see Arnold crouched beside my rust bucket of a car with a guy who looks familiar. Karli waves out the driver’s side window. “Hey Jasper!” I blink.Jasper? Jasper Westbrook?What the hell is going on? I hop out of the car and hustle to where the two men are now rising to their feet. “Hey,” I say, my attention bouncing between them. Arnold yanks the work gloves off his hands. “Layla, you remember Nicky’s brother, Jasper?” I bob my head. “Jasper, the mechanic. The mechanic who lives in Honey Hill.Forty-five minutes away,” I say in disbelief.

“Oh no, you guys aren’t getting away from us that easily! This is a road trip lunch and road trip lunches are how you get to know your travel companions!” “Or they could want just 5 minutes of peace, a thing I can heavily relate to.” Jasper grumbled and I chuckled. He looked over at me with surprise and I suddenly couldn’t stop laughing at the look on his face. He cracked a small smile at me, and said “most people don’t think I’m funny.” Which made me laugh even harder. I was wiping a tear away from my face when Elliott came over with a tray of food and set it down on our table with a puzzled look on his face. “Someone finally laughed at one of Jasper’s jokes,” Cameron offered and Elliott sn

"Calm down, Mr. Jackson. Jasper's always been lucky. When we play with him, we lose nine times out of ten." Jasper smirked. "Mr. Jackson, are you doubting Ms. Whitley, or throwing shade at me?" Chris froze for a second, then grinned sheepishly. "Just kidding, don't take it seriously." Renee was over the moon. She stood up and pushed all the chips towards Jasper. "Congratulations, Mr. Zeller. You're really lucky." Jasper glanced at her with a scrutinizing look, as if he could see right through her little tricks.

" I walked over to a Pac-man machine that was from the 80s. "This thing still works?" "Only one way to find out." Jasper said, hitting a button and the screen powered on. "No way." I said in excitement. I start playing the game that worked smoothly. "You must have had an amazing childhood." "For the most part." Jasper nod. I moved away from that to look at the other games. Jasper then took me to a library, which was occupied by a man who was smoking a pipe and reading the paper. "My uncle, he is deaf and not very sociable."

Oliver muttered as we drove into the car park. “It is always busy on game night.” I didn’t normally come to Jasper’s games but I had heard him complaining about it often enough to know what I was saying was true. “It is OK, there is a space over there.” I followed his gaze to where Jasper was standing with his friends, the rest of the football team and a few of their cheerleader groupies. Jasper was smiling while he spoke to his friends but when he saw the car approaching the smile dropped from his face.