Who U Are Jessie J Lyrics Novels & Stories

Quinn "One more round! One more round!" Jess slurs, waving her empty glass like a victory flag before downing another shot of… God knows what. Probably poison in liquid form. She sways dangerously on her heels, then breaks into some off-key version of what might be a Katy Perry song. The sound makes half the remaining party-goers wince and drift away from our corner of the kitchen. "Jess, maybe we should—" Tasha starts, but Jess cuts her off with another loud chorus that makes me question every decision that led me to this moment.

"My name is Aron." "Jessy."

asked a young woman. “Playing where’s the DJ. You’re stuck with me for the time being.” “Well, what do we call you then?” Her tone was a little disrespectful. “Yes, I guess you don’t know me. Just call me, Jessie. I’m off to investigate this glitch. You guys have fun decorating and such.” “Wait, Jessie? As in Alpha Alrick’s mate? Our new Luna?” “We’ll see.” Jessie just walked off after saying that. She wasn’t nasty about saying that. She wasn’t sure if they’d accept her. Or if she could handle being their Luna. If they fought over everything like this. It’d be frustrating to no end.

"Well ,i'm on it already, getting them together,first you have to let him know who you really are" Jessi said,she walked up to me and stared directly into my eyes after she had said that. "It's not that easy,but I will try". "Now that's my Shell ,am your twinkle star from now on". She hugged me. "What a crazy girl"I laughed out. Jessi smiled back and helped me clean up my room. Just then my phone ranged it was Bruno. I ignored . "What am I supposed to say to him"I whispered to Jessi like he was there presently.

My phone rang and it was Jac. I hissed trying to ignore his call but when the call rang again, I picked up, already preparing to assault him with words, but he was quick to speak. “You saw the news?” Panic lanced through his voice. My brows knitted. “No. What news?” I demanded. “Jessie is being arrested.” His voice was sharp, but the emotions in it were unstable. Like he was excited or bemused. “So am I supposed to dance or sing?” I asked.

As soon as I got to the restroom, I slammed the door, crying my heart out. "Open the door, Beauty," Jessie said, knocking on the door. "You should stop calling me that!" I snapped through tears. "But it's your name..." Jessie said softly. "I hate it... It's just the opposite of who I am!" I yelled back. Jessie felt that hard. "Stop being such a baby. Do you know how you sound? You sound like a heartbroken toddler! You are beautiful, and your name suits you. Now, can you at least let me in, please?"

"Stop" I hear my fathers voice but I feel a craze inside of me and ripping this piece of shit to shreds just doesn't seem enough until... "Jessy needs you" Just the word Jessy was enough to pull me out of my haze, I transform back into a man and put on the shorts mom is holding for me, when I look around everyone is watching me but I don't care I need to see Jessy so I run into the cabin where it's silent

“He barely attends normal gatherings anymore.” Something about the way she said it sounded more hopeful than confident. I narrowed my eyes slightly. “You don’t sound sure.” “I am sure.” “You’re lying.” “I’m manifesting positivity.” I laughed dryly. “That’s just lying with confidence.” Jessie grinned shamelessly. Then suddenly she clapped her hands together. “Good. Since you’re obviously coming, go get dressed.” I stared at her. “Jessie...” “Nope.” She stood up immediately. “I already booked an Uber.”

He didn't even look at her face, just shoved an empty plate toward her chest. "About time you got back. I’m starving, Jess. Go flip some burgers or make me a sandwich. All this booze is hitting me hard." Jessie froze. She looked at the plate, then up at her brother's glazed, entitled expression. Something inside her..the quiet, invisible "Jane Doe" who had played servant for years…finally snapped. "You know what, Joey?" Her voice wasn't a whisper. It was a razor-sharp crack that cut through the bass of the music. "Make it your-fucking-self. Or better yet, go ask one of your pathetic, desperate bitches to do it for you."

She almost bumped into Sofia, who'd suddenly stopped. "Calm down Soph; it's just chitchat." However, Sofia's mind was already somewhere else. "Jessi," She called, her voice breaking up, "Why do I feel like this is not your crew?" Jessi swallowed hard, “Well uh, technically they are, I mean we're all on the red, aren't we?" "So there wasn't any crew?" She asked, turning to face Jessi with the shock and disbelief barely hidden from her face. Jessi smiled nervously, “But come on Soph, aren't you having fun? Just act like you actually should be here and walk to the door on my cue."