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ISSUES: Part 1
By raptorman69
ISSUES
Chapter 1
Chris Stafford walked out of his room as the sun glistened and then finally set over the horizon. He looked at it and smiled while closing his window. He walked into his living room and searched for his shoes. After about four minutes of a quick search, he gave up. He slowly dragged his feet as if he was being dragged to his death. He slumped down on his father worn-out, green chair. He started to think about where they can be. Lets see. There not under the couches. He takes a quick glance at two brown colored couches. There not behind the coffee table or the piano.
“Honey? Are you ready?” questioned Evelyn, Chris’s mother. She walked over to wear he was sitting and slowly place his shoes in his lap. “Maybe,” Evelyn said, “you’ll put them away.” She got up and called for Chris’s father, Roserio. He came down the stairs trying to position his hair.
“Ready Chris?” Roserio asked finally giving up with his hair. He slammed his comb down on the table as his 14-year-old son came running in.
“Yep!” Chris exclaimed. All together, the trio didn’t look much like a family. The son was more like a father person, dressing up nicely as if going to a wedding. The mother and father were as if they still were in their teen years. The father with semi-spiked hair and the mother with a pony tail. “So? Can George come this time?”
Evelyn and Roserio looked at each other. Finally Evelyn spoke up. “See honey, George was sent to military school. His parents were claiming he had discipline issues and had a major obsession too.” She glanced at her husband then focused her attention back on Chris. “Mrs. and Mr. Bobbles were making outrages statements that he was watching too much Jurassic Park and The Lost World.”
“That’s bad because?” Chris asked with a bit on annoyance in his voice.
“He took his obsession far beyond the limits.” Evelyn said as their cat, Whiskers, came darting through the living room and running face-first into the wall. She slowly got up and jumped onto the couch and made a daring leap to the computer desk. The monitor was displaying the screen saver Chris downloaded earlier that day. It was the Trailer Sequence from the Lost World.
“Well... What are we waiting for? The movie starts in,” Chris takes a quick glance at his Wal-Mart watch, “20 minutes.” With that, Roserio grabbed his keys hanging on the wall and gathered about twenty dollars. He motioned every one to go to the Ford Mini-Van.
There was an awkward silence as they loaded up into the van. Chris had to climb over some toolboxes. His dad worked for construction and he really never cleaned out his van when finished on the job.
Roserio slowly backed out onto ByteMe Dr. He stopped by the mailbox labeled 1567 and grabbed the mail out of it. He then proceeded North to the local Rock Theater. The town was typical. Houses on all the roads, a plaza, kids playing in the streets, schools, and the local theater. They were heading out to see Jurassic Park 3.
The theater was always packed during Friday nights. So if they could not buy the tickets, they would sneak into the movie. The van pulled up to a parking space and the Staffords proceeded to the entrance. They made it right before a mob of people came. Roserio pulled out 15 dollars as the pimpled-face boy gave the three Jurassic Park 3 movie tickets.
“Enjoy the move.” The boy said as he put the money away. The family walked into the crowded building. Kids were hanging out at the arcade as their parents got the snacks, while other kids were getting high in the bathroom. Chris could smell the marijuana as he remembered the first time he smoked it. Him and George bought it from some dealer. They quickly rolled it up and attempted to light it. George was the first to try it. The first puff caused him to cough, but the second one hit him like a ton of bricks. Chris then tried it, but hated the taste. So he gave it back to George and watched him get thrashed. Chris had to sneak him home to avoid being busted.
“Chris? Chris? What do you want?” Evelyn asked bringing him back to his sense.
“Oh. Um. I’ll have a medium soda and a bag of M&Ms,” Chris said as Roserio gave the clerk the remaining 5 dollars. They then proceeded to the left wing of the theater. They passed Resident Evil, The Panic Room, Planet of the Apes, Rush Hour 2, and Harry Potter. Finally they reached Jurassic Park 3. It just began and the Spider-Man teaser trailer was playing. After about 5 minutes of trailers, the movie began.
All through out the movie, Chris was thinking on how it would be to live on Isla Sorna and experience the thrill. He was eating the last of his M&Ms when he felt the ground shake. He looked around and every body felt it too. He looked up at the screen, but the screen was gone. He heard a loud cracking noise. The body of the Tyrannosaurs came falling down as the Spinosaurs came down upon it and began to feast. Him and the movie-viewers began to run with Alan Grant and the rest. He suddenly felt something-cold drip down his leg.
He looked down and saw it was his drink. It had spilt while he was daydreaming. Damn! He thought as he cleaned up. Once finished, he decided to watch the rest of the movie.
He was drowsy when the movie ended. He slowly got up and stretched as the credits rolled up. He watched as the audience got up and shuffled out of the exit. His parents left 5 minutes in the movie to see Resident Evil. He figured something like that would happen. He knew they disliked the Jurassic Park series.
He got up and went for the door as his parents came back in. “How was the movie?” questioned Evelyn. She was swaying impatiently.
“Oh. It was pretty good. But of course the ending sucked.” Chris said walking aside to let other people out. “How was Resident Evil?”
“I don’t want to discuss it. Too gruesome.” Roserio said. His face looked pale-green.
“Dad, are you ok?” Chris asked walking toward the entrance.
“He’s fine. Just a little sick at some of the scenes.” Evelyn said with a snicker. She started after Chris. Roserio soon followed.
The theater was now packed to where people had to wait out side. The theater manager called security to make sure no one gets hurt. The men where waiting inside directing people where to go.
It took about 5 minutes for Chris and his parents to get out. Roserio quickly to the van. The moment he got there, he vomited. Chris and Evelyn bursted out into laughter. “That’s what you get when you chug half the bottle of Vodka!” Evelyn exclaimed between giggles. “Maybe you should let me drive!” She hopped into the driver seat and Chris took the passenger. Roserio, after wiping the remaining vomit from his mouth, taking the captain seat.
Evelyn backed out of the parking space allowing some old couple to park there. The small parking was crowded with people and cars looking for sparking spaces. She took her time to pull out onto Laid Rd. She stopped frequently to let cross the street. “Why don’t they get a bigger parking space?” Evelyn questioned looking back at the theater.
“Because they are poor you hag!” Roserio yelled. He was trying to grab the remaining of the Vodka. Chris was too busy thinking too get in with the quarrel. He looked out the window and went under a different fantasy than he did in the dark theater room. He looked out the window again and saw a triceratops beating down a raptor. Suddenly he heard a roar in the distance and saw a Spinosaurs ripping a man in two. He then saw 5 guys whip out shotguns and open fire.
“Fuck you Rose!” Evelyn yelled once again bringing him back to reality. “I’m not a hag, a cock lover, or a anus fucker!”
“Mom! Chill out! He’s thrashed. Just give him a shower and put him to bed. And to think you guys get pissed at me if I say those vulgar words.” Chris stated glancing back at his dad.
“Listen to the boy Sr. I’m pissed drunk and sick as a goat.” Roserio stated. Evelyn and Chris both bursted out into laughter after the statement.
Evelyn slowly dragged Roserio to the front door. He passed out 5 minutes before they got home. She unlocked the door and placed him on his favorite chair. He turned a little but stayed. She looked at the bare white walls and knew some thing was going to happen tomorrow morning. She took out her earrings and walked into her room. For a women of 37, she looked young and attractive. She locked both doors and got changed. She then laid on her king-sized bed. She rolled over and turn on the TV. She flipped through the channels and could not believe there was nothing on. And I have satellite! She decided to change it to HBO and watch the mature movie playing.
Chris walked into his and went straight for his private shower. After about 10 minutes, he walked out and quickly got changed. He then went straight for his computer. He logged onto Internet Explorer and clicked on favorites. There was Proboards, Universal, Dinotopia, Dan’s Lost World Page, and Dan’s JP3 Page. He clicked on the last choice. A page full of news popped up. He went straight to the “Your review” He slowly read some of the reviews and decided to post his:
Jurassic Park 3. It was an OK movie. It did have those stupid statements like the constant “Don’t do that. That’s a bad idea!” The first time made sense. The rest, no!
Flaws-Too short. Should have been 120 minutes at least. 90 minutes is way to short.
-They should not of replaced the Rex with the Spino. The Spino was way too big and looked more like a Japanese horror monster.
-The deaths were not spaced out evenly.
-Same plot.
Non Flaws-Excellent special effects.
-Good actors
-Had old favorites.
-The raptors had a evolutionary upgrade.
-Overall its an awesome movie.
Once he was done, he clicked on the post button. Instantly the message appeared. He looked over it and thought it was pretty good. He went to the message board. He looked at the several threads. There was a thread that caught his eye. He read through it and decided to add to it. After 10 minutes, some one replied. He read what it said. He hated what the guy had to say. This SGD guy is one big faggot. Chris thought as he replied. Another replied came up. Fed up with this bullshit, he logged out.
He took a good look around his room. There was Jurassic Park posters hanging on his walls, merchandise, and just about every thing else. < So what if I’m obsessed? Its not like I’m going to kill any one who bad mouths me for what I like. > He walked over to his bed and turned out the light.
It was about 8 when Evelyn woke Chris up. Since Chris did not sleep under the covers, he didn’t have to worry about making it up. He slowly got up and strechted. He walked out into the kitchen. Unlike the rest of the house, the kitchen was smaller. Roserio was already up and was in an edgy mood. Must be one hell of a hangover. Chris thought to himself as he looked for the cereal. He found some Captain Crunch. He pulled out a bowl and a container of milk. He prepared his breakfast and watched slowly as his parents fussed over Roserio’s hangover
5/27/2002 3:18:53 PM
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