Chapter 6

Tim didn't have long to worry, because soon the choroegrapher came in and called for order. Siobhan bid farewell to Lee and took her place back across the gym.

The rehearsal was grueling, but Tim was too distracted to notice. He was busy...working yet another plan.

That evening, the idols all met downstars in the lounge to watch a movie. They trickled in one by one, until everyone was there except Paige and Lacey. Coversation started while everyone waited.

Lee, Siobhan and Katie were in one corner, talking a mile a minute about tattoos. Tim watched them from the other side of the room, waiting for the perfect moment to step in.

"How many do you have, Lee?" Katie asked curiously.

"5, I think," he answered, rolling up his sleeves to check. The girls laughed. *A/N: I'm not exactly sure how many Lee has, but I'm guessing 5.*

"I like the wrap around one," Siobhan commented, touching it lightly. Tim noticed.

"That's my favorite one, the Cat Stevens lyrics," Lee said proudly. "How many do you have, Siobhan?"

"I got 5 too," she said. *This was before she got her spider crab one.* "Ngi Ne Themba, the heart for Hole, Eye of Horus, Edward Gorey, and Roman numeral nine."

She pointed to each one as she named them. Once she reached the last one, Siobhan lifted her shirt a little to reveal the ink on her hip. Tim almost had to look away.

Katie sighed. "You guys are so lucky. My mom would be so upset if I ever got a tattoo."

"When you're older, you can make all those desicions yourself," Lee told her, patting her head.

"You make it sound like I'm a little kid!" Katie protested.

"Compared to us, you are. And all you have to work with today is a black sharpie, little girl," Lee said.

The three of them laughed again. "Okay Lee, enough teasing the children," Siobhan told him.

Katie swatted her, and Tim decided to make his move.

"Hey guys," he said, making his way over. "What's up?"

"Talking about tattoos," Siobhan said, swatting Katie back. She didn't even look at Tim.

He tried again. "Really? Interesting topic."

"Yeah," Lee said. "Hey Siobhan, which one hurt the most?"

"My hip by faaar," she answered. "It turned out great, though."

"Yeah it did! I love that one," Katie said. She looked up at Tim. "You don't have any, do you?"

"No," he said, smiling. "Holding off on that dream."

The three others nodded. "Yeah..." They resumed their conversation revolving around ink, with Tim trying to get a word in whenever he could. Mike called him over after a while, and no one even seemed to notice he was gone.

Tim Urban's plan was a big fat fail.

Sorry this one wasn't so good. I had already written it out, and then it got deleted somehow. Such a bummer. Bear with me, I'm trying to come up with ideas for this story all the time.