"Hey. You've reached Jo. Leave a message and I'll get back to you. Peace, baby."



[ye old contact post for ic/ooc purposes.]

Hey. If you've hopped over from that friendy place, this is where you get in touch with me.

I bet you all thought I was dead, huh. Been ignoring everything, except for one or incidents I couldn't (and I'm looking at you Winchesters), and devoting myself to something other than being a brat.

That's right. I survived my first semester of college.

WITH A 4.0!

12 hours, four classes, and I aced every single one of them.

Taking the summer off to help Mom with the roadhouse, so I will be sociable until the fall semester starts.

Thank you for the bear, Dean. It was unexpected, sweet and I promise not to beat it up.

It's been two days, and the hospital is reluctantly letting Jo check herself out. There isn't much they can do, aside from holding her for a psych evaluation, and she's been real careful to be on good behavior since the right hook incident.

All she wants to do is get home, crawl into her bed, and hide as long as she can. People want answers that she isn't up to giving yet, her mom keeps hovering with an expression on her face that Jo hasn't seen since her dad died, and the regulars at the bar obviously don't know what to do with a twenty-something year old who picked the wrong side of a fight.

She finally opts for a table near the window, Campbell's soup and hot chocolate to keep her company, and a glare guaranteed to keep all but the most stubborn away.

[backdated to Feb 10th]

It started off like any other day.

Jo woke up, beat her mother to the bathroom, and stayed a whole ten minutes longer in the shower than she normally did, giving the older woman a sunny smile on her way back to the bedroom. There were clothes to sort through, because she liked making a good impression in classes no matter how many times she bitched about it, and breakfast to eat, with Ellen doing her own share of complaining.

( Life was good. )

[... and the delivery is totally handwaved to wherever the Winchesters are currently hiding working.]

Found inside of a standard UPS book box: This, this, this, this and this.

And the following note:

Happy Birthday. The other part of your gift is this - just finished my second week of college. Visit sometime, stupid. Love, Jo.

Pigtails are the awesomest thing ever


Dean Winchester is toast.

Mom needed_pretzels: This, this and the fact that I've talked to the local community college and I start school again in January.

Dean winchesterjerk: These because I couldn't resist (I'm sure they'll relieve monotany between jobs) and this.

Sam winchesterbitch: This as I thought it might come in handy and this.

Sam lost_myshoe: This, to help on the road, and this.

Bobby: A year's subscription to this.

Merry Christmas, you guys.

Christmas Gift Toy & MySpace Layouts at pYzam.com

It's a slow evening at the Roadhouse, which makes up for the insanity of the last week. Lots of business means her mom's reputation as a bar owner didn't suffer too badly after the old place blew up was destroyed. But a distinct absence of customers means that two bartenders aren't needed, and Ellen can step in herself if it gets crowded again, leaving Jo with her first night off since going back home.

For the last thirty minutes now, the blonde has been sitting on the hood of her truck, in jeans and a blue denim shirt, listening to an old portable radio and staring up at the night sky -- and trying not to hope that one tall, shaggy haired hunter of her acquaintance makes an appearance tonight.

Winchesters aren't known for exact ETAs.

THE RULES:
1. Leave me a comment saying anything random, like your favorite lyric to your current favorite song. Or your favorite kind of pie. Something random. Whatever you like.
2. I'll respond by asking you five personal questions about you so I can get to know you better.
3. Update your LJ with the completely honest answers to the questions.
4. Include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be asked, you will ask them five questions.


winchesterbitch
( Sam's Answers )