Okay so here is the next chapter… I think it's kind of short but I just wanted to give you something to kind of get your mind juices flowing on the ridiculous things that might occur when they sneak into Lissa's Party.
Just to let you know- They do not sneak into the party in this chapter. This will happen on the next one….
I already have it all written out on my computer and I will post it soon…
TRUST ME.
But there's a catch…
And you will learn all about it after this chapter …
~*X*~
*Chapter 3: The Bus*
~*M*~
"You're kidding right?" I asked looking over to meet Nick's eyes.
"You seriously want to buy that thing?" I pointed over to the beat up bus that stood before us.
It was a road trip bus. Plain and simple- we needed one if we wanted to get around.
"It's either that- of the old Chevy over there-and you know we need more room than that Max." he mumbled back to me.
I simply just nodded my head in agreement taking in all that he said.
"But it looks crappy…" I complained meeting his dark obsidian eyes once again.
A smile spread across his face as he looked over at the bus.
"You're the graffiti artist… Can't you do something about that?" he asked.
"Psh… It'll be hard but I can try." I responded.
"Is the engine working at least?" I asked after a moment of silence.
"It's working just fine… Mr. Harris told me that it was just the outside of the bus that made him not want to use it."
I rolled my eyes.
Bullshit.
"So- should we take it or not?" He asked rather excitedly.
Looking into his eyes I could easily so how much he wanted the bus.
Me- being a good friend said:
"Yea- Lets take it." But I knew this decision would come back and bite me in the ass.
Nick smiled brightly and hugged me until I couldn't breathe.
I hugged him back though as tightly as possible until he eventually let go.
He held me close and stared into my face, his arms were lightly wrapped around my waist making my heart flutter.
Warmness washed over me as his left arm rose from where it was around my waist -he used his hand to tuck back one of my strands of hair with his thumb.
I - looking into his eyes could see so many emotions in them.
He stared at me for a while longer before his arms dropped from my waist- and he turned around to go talk to Mr. Harrison.
I watched as Nick disappeared into the beaten up old shed that was located right in front of this very garage.
His head hanging low and walking at a short pace…
He probably was thinking.
I was thinking too…
About so many things…
Like:
What was going on between the both of us?
~*F (aka: Nick)*~
"How much?" I asked as soon as I walked into Harrisons shed.
"For what? The Chevy, Or the Bus?" the old man asked standing up from the single wooden chair located in the middle of the shed.
The old man with the balding head (also known as Harrison) was wearing a pair of faded blue overalls with a checkered red pattern of a shirt.
A pair of worn out black sneakers were planted on his feet, they seemed to be a size to small- Making his feet look over bearing.
"The bus." I replied simply looking at his face to see his reaction.
He smiled.
"Around 2,000." He said simply sitting back down on his chair short out of breath.
"A little bit over my price range Harrison."
"What's your price range?"
"Free."
Harrison rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Why should I give it to you for free Nick?"
"Because my father did a lot for you before he was put in jail. Now I think it's time for you to repay that dept."
"What debt?" he asked shocked.
"You never repaid my father for when he paid for your mortgage." I replied distasted.
He rolled his eyes and sighed once more.
"That was many years back Nick."
"And? It doesn't matter to me. I need my father's money back…"
"A gambler just like your father aint' you Nick?"
"Never compare me to my father Harrison, he was bad news and you knew it too… you're just lucky he didn't rat you out like the scumbag he is." I replied a scowl on my face.
"I can rat you out to you know that right?" I added.
"You wouldn't..."
"Yes Harrison I would. Unless you give me that bus for free then I might think about it."
The old man sighed, at this point his arms were crossed over his chest and he was glaring at me with his large blue eyes.
"I'll give you the bus for free…" he said standing up and handing me the keys.
"Just do me a favor Nick… Don't rat me out…. And that girl that's out there in the garage- take care of her… don't let her go."
"I'm not planning to Harrison."
I nodded my head to him before walking out of the shed.
~*M*~
From the corner of my eye I could see Nick walking out of the shed.
I was sitting on this small wooden stool that I found digging through boxes.
I sat on the wooden chair just staring at the bus trying to come up with ideas.
"Wouldn't it be easier to just to give it a new paint job?" I asked as Nick approached me.
He stood next to me and gazed at the bus as well.
His dark black eyes scanning the beat up bus in hope of inspiration.
My eyebrow rose as he snapped his fingers and shook his head.
"I have nothing." He said simply sitting down cross legged beside me.
His face was blank as he stared at the bus.
"How much was this old tin can?" I asked smiling and pointing over to the bus.
"Free."
"You're lying."
"No I'm not. Me and Harrison go way back… he owed my dad some money so he gave me the bus for free."
"Nick… what would happen if your dad would want the money back?"
"My dad is going to be in jail until he dies." He said simply.
I rolled my eyes and placed my hand on his silky black hair and began to run my fingers through it.
After a minute- I looked back at the bus and an idea popped up in my head.
"What about we just put on random things? Like stars and hearts a crazy patterns all over it.." I suggested.
"That would work…"
"Yea so that's the idea then?" I asked.
"Yea… Did you get the info on Lissa?"
"Oh I did."
~*Line*~
#1 on the List: Sneak into one of Lissa Brooks Killer parties
Name: Lissa Brooks
Career: Works as an actress stared in a movie called: Loving You
Played lead role
Has been under the Hollywood watch ever since.
Relationship Status: Married to a millionaire named Samuel.
Objective: Sneak into her party going on tonight.
~*Line*~
"So how are we going to do this?" Nick asked.
"I think I just might have an idea…."
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AUTHORS NOTE!
SO yea. This chapter was soooo uhhhhh….
Did you think it was good?
Did it get you excited for the next chapter? I hope I did… it was kind of where I was trying to get at…
If you guys want me to update soon here is the catch :)
1-5 reviews= October 31st
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11- 14 reviews= October 17th
15-17 reviews= October 15th
18 and Up reviews= Tomorrow.
Yes. That's my catch.
If you guys want the next chapter tomorrow…
Well… I need more than 18 reviews…
I'm I being selfish?
I'm I? Honestly?
I think it's because of the crappy mood I'm in right now…
:( I'm in a sad mood…. But reviews make me happy :D
^just because I put a smiley face doesn't mean I'm happy.
Anyways… yea…
Good Night my inspirations! :D
~ ChickenNinja *