Cruel Summer- Extract

Selina was the most exquisite of the five sisters, through bred, tall and slender her features were fine and fair and her eyes captivated all who she set her gaze upon, which they rarely did, she always seemed distant and far and talked to many without fully accepting or acknowledging their presence. A model for fun since 13, truly picturesque any photo could be made by her presence and undone by her absence. From young she had been blessed with a body, 'the body' that rivalled that of Gisele, slim, slender with curves. As Tom entered the Garroway house she was the 1st he set his eyes on, he nodded she yawned, she seem discontent and disconnected by her surroundings at 22 she had already been there and done that, travelling around the world previously engaged three times to men of extreme wealth and social standing ; A prince, A Lord and then the son of one the worlds richest men, all had been left heartbroken as she grew tired and bored of their company and gifts. Dree came bounding down the stairs and gave Tom a warm, welcoming and almost sincere hug. Dree was the middle child, 19 a beauty all the same but nowhere near that of her elder sister, she was also the reason for Tom's presence in the house. At school they had become firm friends as Dree dated John a close friend who was to arrive at some point and someday soon with John it wasn't ever a matter of when it was always if he would grace where summoned with his presence. He was handsome and rich exotic looking due to an Indian mother and an Australian father yet that added a mystique to him. Dree had invited John and John had invited Tom, Tom invited Debbie but she was yet to arrive to. ' Darling you came!, no word from John you know how he is, strolls in whenever he feels ready. I thought you would come with Debs, give me two seconds someone will be down to show you to the guest house where we'll all be living I'm so excited for this summer' Dree cooed. True to form a young man no older than Tom appeared well turned out in a tailored suit that was monogrammed with GW the initials of the clan that resided here. He managed quite easily to juggle three cases walking down the long winding passageway. Dree had since vanished and Tom was now alone with the stranger. After jumping in a cart and driving across a long lawn in the distance four smaller houses well smaller in the sense of more regularly sized 'This is where you'll be staying sir' the boy said in a heavily accented voice that was hard to place. ' Thank you, may I ask your name? And your accent is different' Tom whispered unsure if the help was supposed to remain silent. ' George is my name sir and the accent is mexican and cuban its where I grew up and where my parents used to live' George said in a hushed tone. ' How old are you George?' Tom asked. Before he could answer Lily came bounding in Dree's twin 'shoo shoo now George'. George left hastily leaving Lily and Tom alone. "This is where we'll all be living a whole summer of pleasure & leisure, I don't know why you had to invite Deborah she's so boring' Lily snapped. "I thought it would be fun she was my girlfriend". "Was and is an ex normal people don't bother with excess baggage but you never seem to let go even calling & texting Charlotte". Tom who had always found Lily a busy body who loved gossip & drama was about to blurt out but then saw sense he knew this was on the cards when he accepted the invitation. 'Anyway dinner will be at six as its hot we thought to dine on the lawn' lily said ' you're cooking' Tom asked ' Don't be silly, hands like this don't remain soft for no reason and I just got a pedi' she snapped
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Calm-Short Story

Another day and another dollar was to be made, there was something about being here that settled my wandering spirit for once, I was occupied with work and the money gave me a freedom that I had never known there was something that made me feel alive that jolt of electricity that I hardly felt in London living there was good yet work was slow and partying in London was fun drunk but I could far to easily get lost in the haze of doing the same thing over and over and let's not even talk about Kent my hometown it was stifling, suffocating and truly boring. I knew I had always wanted to travel to see the world, constantly scared of routine and repetition and now I was living fast at a pace and speed that was refreshing.

Everything was going well yet I didn't think it could get better, I was happy, surrounded by my best friends in a foreign country working hard, making money from doing what I loved and meeting new people genuinely interesting individuals too, yet how wrong was I was though.

Charles was someone I was talking to on Facebook for sometime eventually our digital existence expanded beyond just the one site into video calls and sending music and pictures to one another. Connected yet without the physical connection. I was in awe and I had never met someone so hot, so calm & collected and someone with so much in common with myself and when it was decided that I was to go to New York my heart skipped a beat.

He was in LA working for some fashion designer when I arrived, we hadn't talked for a week, our longest since we began our talks yet I knew he was out there preparing a show and it kept him fairly busy which gave me time to find my bearings, hang with friends and be a tourist for the meanwhile, it was when he told me he was too return to NYC that I was truly excited. Here was someone I'd talked to for at times half to a whole day and now I would get to in reality.

We met in a coffee shop, cliché I know but it was nice we shared some cake and laughed about this and that breaking the ice although it felt like I had known him for so long and it wasn't too awkward just weird that he was here and I was there in the same place looking into his grey eyes and loosing myself to them, to him, free falling. His hand accidentally touched mine there was this surge of energy, not sexual but pure and fresh there and then it seemed like everything and every other in here and prior didn't matter all that did was this, here and now.

Spending time alone with him renewed my energy for so long, I had been trying to make others happy for too long that I forgot my own happiness and began to lose myself becoming nothing but a mere shadow following my friends who couldn't be alone. my best friend it seemed was petrified of his own mind and the power it held he had to be with someone, anyone at all times and that's what scared me. With Charles I could get lost and let go, I wouldn't be judged just held and loved it was my own secret sanctuary and I was happy.

We met several times hanging around New York both European aliens seeing new things and seeking a thrill. He thrilled me with his funny French laugh and he had this way about him that he couldn't help every action every word seemed sexually charged and although we had done nothing yet hug it all was innocent and everything we did felt new I had never been embraced as he embraced me. There was a time I was frustrated doing receipts and he came in and hugged me and sat on my lap we spun the chair around and around and at that moment I felt wanted and needed beyond sex and it was a magical ride, exhilarating and one I wished never to end.

It came to light that soon it would and these days that felt unlike any other I had spent on this earth where I no longer had to think too hard and all I did was feel. We went dancing one day when he dropped the bombshell that in 4 days he was to return to France, tired and hurt he did the usual picking my mood up by grabbing my hand and running towards a large locked door the air was filled with smell of chlorine and he smiled at me, letting go and briefly & suddenly reminding me to that soon I would lose him. He began climbing and I soon followed jumping over the gate we ended up in a public pool yet it was so pretty the lights illuminated the water casting an eerie glow, Charles stripped down with speed to his extra fitted Calvin's showing off how tight his body was and showcasing his ripped torso with abs on abs that looked rock hard, his boxers clung to a shapely formed ass as he ran to the water and jumped in
I did the same tumbling as I tried to free myself from my trousers, I jumped in and he swam over to me, he whispered 'no time to waste' sending a shiver down my spine, his body pressed against mine and I could feel every muscle instantly turning me on, I wanted to move back in case he noticed but his arms flexed and his hold was as strong as his gaze that had this look he was devouring me, something said he wanted me, needed me that look of lust and I moved in as he did and our lips met, there was haze as what happened next was so good his lips were soft and I had never been kissed as he kissed me, it was like I was a virgin prior to this it was all play yet this was it the real deal.

The four days passed with speed and every touch, kiss and orgasm seemed to intensify not just because the passion grew or our feelings for one another but as every other one was closer to the last. We did silly things putting on wigs taking pictures dancing to cher, attacking new york in clothes bound for stares, whispers and abuse yet always falling into the security of each others arms at the end of the nights. I didn't need to drink I was drunk off him his energy and his presence made me naturally high, never had another made me feel so complete and alive and for those days shared I lived another life, I was another me that person I always wanted to be the right one living in a living dream that had to be the best days of my life.

Charles had become so much a fixture in my world that New York felt empty without him, he brought joy, laughter and excitement. His friends became mine and mine his yet now his friends that remained reminded me too much of him that I couldn't be around them no matter how lovely and my friends just couldn't fill the void no matter how caring. The magic of the trip ended on the last kiss I received, as I watched the plane boarded fade into the distance something inside me too faded.
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Urban Youth- Kane- Extract

You know that you exist and you like every other individual are in a world within their own world, lovers, friends, family all co exist and form part but they to are separate. I knew I was from nowhere going nowhere fast, I was on a train that was on a journey yet the journey had no final destination yet always ended up at the same station with the usual familiar faces abroad all with their own baggage. It seemed for me I was the only one looking to turn nowhere into somewhere and go some place, I was tired of the same thing and going round in circles. I had to get away.

Meeting Tyler was always the same these days he'd look at me weird and say something stupid that was funny when I was 14 he has no direction, I mean I know I can't write the rule book but he still wants to beat and bully year 7's, rob our rival year 11 classes and rob handbags and I pads from poor victims on the street. I used to get thrills now its just chills. I used to be in the same class as Tyler but they decided to separate us we still had lessons together which was fun and cool but the break was much needed.

Chelsea Girls extract

Leanne

Once again another boring day, Ashley was supposed to meet me at 10 but got sidetracked as she so often does these days, her many trips to Tottenham, she’s trying to be edgy and date ‘a rising grime star’, whatever that means falling into the cliché lifestyle of weed and gangster rap she even braided her hair, like who does that? So I decided to meet Karen not my first port of back up call but Tara dropped out on me and I needed some good retail therapy to get me out of this mood I was in. I don’t know why or what but I just felt angry & restless I had just got back from Miami having just got back from Barcelona having just got back from Barbados having just got back from Ibiza, so I was all traveled out and so even a holiday would be boring. Cartier needed a new watch, Harvey Nichols to try on some Celine & a cute understated Burberry shirt and of course some new Nicholas Kirkwood, Louboutins had become too common so I was all for Charlotte Olympia & Kirkwood.

Ashley

Rick is so hot, we’ve been dating for like three months now & I can honestly say he is so much better than Hugo in like every sense, he’s exciting, different, rough, rude yet tender and loving at the same time. He has plans and one day will be famous it’s not all about functions and fund raisers, business and growth, forecasts & projections and its different and fresh and everything I do feels new. I know Leanne & Rezza have got their knickers in a twist thinking I’m doing hard drugs and will end up like Amy Winehouse or something but I’m too grown for that shit, Rick is my drug and he’s got me coming back for more and more.

Karen

Leanne Calls so I thought why not a little bored and may as well go shopping, how else is there to get rid of this month’s interest, my father’s out and  my mother is in some drug induced stupor still sore from the latest bout of tweaking done in order to preserve her youth.  We end up in Leanne’s favorite spot she says she’s bored yet always does the same thing in the same order Cartier for a new watch or a love bracelet to buy some boy she’s fixated, Harvey Nicks then Burberry then Dior then Louis Vuitton, buying a new variation of what’s already in her wardrobe. We decided to get a light snack and then get pampered, my nails did need to be done and my hair was feeling a bit limp so we trotted to the salon. Ashley decided to drop in gushing over this new love of her’s Hugo her insanely rich and I mean rich ex had ran off with some guy or some story like that always wild when it comes to Ashley and her guys, the last decided to jump into the train tracks and wasn't killed but paralyzed and although ‘engaged’ another activity she does as often as changing her hairstyle refused to acknowledge he existed and called off the wedding. Rezza also fluttered in chirping about this and that making no sense and bringing up topics as stupid as anything. Sometimes I wonder if we did actually attend private school and if we did all get straight A’s ( minus Rezza’s one B) and have parents and connections that can set us up for life, sometimes I wonder why I was cursed with wealth or why doing what I want and when I want should be so very boring.

Rezza

Karen as per usual talking about politics like I gave up caring once I graduated there is so much more important things like look at ‘Kimye’s’ latest outfits. I only wanted to get my nails done but then seeing Karen’s new cut I decided I too needed a change and soon all of us had chopped here and changed there, reinventing our hairstyles for the nights all white ball. I was kind of excited as it would be my first single outing and I was ready to get back into the game and form a new hot young power couple. 

Apple

I do me because I can’t do or be anything or any other, certain times or most I’m so tired of being switched on, I think the poor have it good as they know not much yet only want to get things they can’t afford and do stuff they've never, done where as we have it all, have done most things, been most places. We know the state of the world and that it’s not getting better, understanding all things from economics to current global affairs and their reasoning’s. Naivety is sometimes good and I wonder would I rather be poor and dumb or rich and numb and I know which one I always return to. I don’t drink and party just for the sake of it I do it to stop my wandering mind. 

Introduction

Hi my name is Jaiden or Jeremy depending on how you know me or how well you know me, I've been a few things in my 22 years but mostly and most easily a creative, not an artist  a creative someone who simply enjoys creating. I ran a fashion label from 2007-2010 called Jaiden rVa James with my friend Rasharn & we did some pretty cool stuff like dressing Lady Gaga and being shot by Nick Knight and featured in magazines like Dazed & I-D. Then I launched RE-BEL in 2009 once again with Rasharn and have been working on that ever since interviewing & doing features on individuals who inspire me & reviewing cool things. I love working on RE-BEL but I felt it was time to start focusing on my own writing as well as promoting others. My true passion has always been to write not as a journalist but as a playwright & novelist. I'm working on three books at present yet concentrating on one fully in the mean time between those three I write short stories, plays, poems & songs & I feel I need a place that is a home for these works specifically. I'm going to post extracts of all the work I've done so far and what I'm working on and this is now a place for those interested to keep up to date with my work. xoxoxo