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Jessica Cambrook, 30 Jul '12

I believe some of the most romantic love stories begin in the most unexpected of places. Because she had fallen in and out of love around fifty times (if that one time behind the club counted... and that other one in the toilets, the same night) Chantelle had all but given up on finding true love.

It was an average Tuesday afternoon in Sunderland. Chantelle scraped back her bleach blond hair, enjoying how it stretched her face so she looked almost Asian. A few layers of terracotta coloured foundation covered the acne she’d acquired from so much partying and chocolate, but she unashamedly left her love bite uncovered, purple and proud. Pulling on her neon pink tracksuit, she felt almost like a prude with only her slightly bulging midriff on show. As she strutted out of her council house, she felt classy. Time to go and make some money!

The Job Centre’s doors opened, and the stench of sweat and unwashed hair hit Chantelle’s nostrils. “I wouldn’t dare leave the house without spraying some Burberry on, like.” She muttered angrily to herself, glaring hatefully at anyone that dared to come within three feet of her.

“You’re canny hot like, pet.” A man’s voice cooed adoringly into her ear, and she gasped.

There, in real life, standing right in front of her, was the fittest guy she’d ever laid eyes on. Six foot three, with tattoos of snarling dogs and the England flag interlaced around his neck, a white vest with yesterday’s dinner decorating the front like a brand name, and navy tracksuit bottoms tucked into his Adidas socks. He had style, charm and amazing looks.

Had Chantelle found Mr Right?

“You’re not too bad yourself.” She grinned, showing off her green tooth gem that clashed horribly with her off-white teeth. “My name’s Chantelle.”

“My name’s Gaz.” He scraped the inside of his nose casually with a well-bitten fingernail, gazing around the room for something.

“How long’ve you been coming here? I’ve never seen you before.” She said, in awe of his statuesque perfection.

“Dunno. A few years. Oh, here. These are my besties, Baz, Daz and Taz. He’s called Taz because he loves fighting.” He explained. By the scars adorning his seductively moody face, Chantelle could have guessed. He nodded at her, opening a fresh pack of cigarettes and offering her one. She took it, wistfully thinking, ohmygod, he’s so polite like a proper gentleman.

“You’re proper lush.” He grunted, his musky stale-cigarette breath better than any perfume Chantelle had ever smelled in her life. Gaz turned to Taz aggressively, hunching his shoulders over and baring his teeth. Taz balled his hands into fists and glared up furiously at Gaz without really knowing why, resembling Gaz’s dog tattoo. Two men fighting over me, how sexy, she thought.

Chantelle pouted, pretending to think hard. Two Prince Charmings stood in front of her. Gaz, with his good looks. Taz, with his feisty and polite personality.

How would she ever choose?

Comments · 9

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  • Jessica Cambrook said...

    Soo... My first audio. *Awkward* Sorry for my nervousness and accent but I really wanted to do it x)
    Let me know what you think :D
    Ps. This story doesn't mean to offend Chavs... Just kidding.

    • Posted 8 years ago
  • Anthony Blackshaw said...

    This is amazing Jessica!

    The characters you conjure up are pretty repulsive (next week they'll be on Jeremy Kyle), but that's a good thing, their descriptions and the humorous thought commentary for Chantelle had me laughing out loud. I loved it.

    I also thought your audio was great and I hope it's not a one off.

    • Posted 8 years ago
  • Angela Watt said...

    Hi Jessica, this made me laugh too. I love some of the descriptions. I almost felt like an observer in the Job Centre watching the story unravel. I'll watch out for more from you.

    • Posted 8 years ago
  • Jamie Thomas said...

    This was actually hilarious in parts, and the audio makes it seem more realistic, like a real narration on Chantelle's life. I laughed out loud more than once, and I wouldn't object to you writing some more stories like this :)

    • Posted 8 years ago
  • Jessica Cambrook said...

    Thank you so much @Anthony Blackshaw @Angela Watt and @Jamie Thomas!! I didn't know if people were going to be like "your story and voice suck" so I really appreciate that :D I don't know if Chantelle's tough choice will ever be solved but I might write another story or two set in Sunderland. Audio stories for aristocratic bankers in London might not go so well... Thanks again guys :)

    • Posted 8 years ago
  • bill spencer said...

    I love that first paragraph. You had me with that.

    • Posted 8 years ago
  • Jessica Cambrook said...

    Thanks @Mairead O'Neill and @bill spencer for taking the time to read/possibly listen to this :)!

    • Posted 8 years ago
  • Jessica Cambrook said...

    *awkward* haha @Mairead O'Neill it was such a good accent because it really IS my accent ;) I really sound like that! I'm from the North East so the only things I can do audio stories for are stories from my area x)

    • Posted 8 years ago
  • Jessica Cambrook said...

    Oh @Mairead O'Neill I assumed you were Irish x) Hmm I have no idea where he's from, we've only got chavs like Geordie Shore and Cheryl Cole really. Geordie Shore is the worst thing ever to happen to the North East ever, please don't think we're all like that haha! Yeah you definitely should, I'd love to hear that!

    • Posted 8 years ago