Disclaimer: I own Katie and Maria. I wrote Bing Bong.
Author's note: A short chapter to get back into the story, I promise the next chapter will be better. This chapter was just getting there. Thank you for anyone who still reads this I'm sorry I took so long. I went through some personal stuff and didn't have time, but now I'll try to update regularly. Review please
Katie's POV
"After a few days with Chris, I was really beginning to warm up to the whole family idea. We got a DNA test; I'm his. I been talking to John every day and Rene twice a day." I wrote this in my diary when the phone started ringing.
"Hello." I answered.
"Hey cutie." Rene responded.
"How are you?"
"I'm okay; I'm missing a certain blonde though."
"I miss you too Frenchie."
"I was talking about Chris; damn, I just want his body."
"Ew! I didn't want that mental image."
"I'm sorry sweetie, but your father just turns me on." Rene said laughing.
"Well for that, I'm going to go. I need to take a shower anyway."
"Okay, I'll see you and your sexy father tomorrow."
"Enough! Love you."
"Love you too."
I hung up the phone and went to get ready for the day. Afterwards I want to the living room where my mom and dad were. I started hitting notes and singing.
"Bing
bong
Sing a song
For the world is waiting
To hear the voice
that you keep inside
Won't you share it?
Bing bong
Sing a
song
The world's calling your name
Won't you grant them
The
sound of your voice
Bing bong
Sing a song
Don't let your
broken heart hold you back
Show him what he missed
Show him
that you will recover
Bing bong
Song a song
So he knows
he's out of your mind
And your moving on."
"And how many Grammy's have you won?" Dad asked.
I just laughed. "I only have one other song, but it requires a male voice."
"Oh really?"
"Too whiney for your band too."
"Damn, I could make millions off that voice."
"So are you packed?" Mom asked.
"Yeah."
"I have gifts for you." Chris said.
"I love gifts…"
Chris handed me a cell phone and an IPOD. I stood there in disbelief.
"Now you have free minutes after 7, on the weekends, and whenever between Mario and me. Also go load all your music on that things or else it's not doing you any god."
I hugged Chris and went back in my room to load all my music onto my IPOD. Then I started messing around with my cell phone. I felt like a 5 year old on Christmas morning. After adding everyone to my address book, I decided to call John.
"Yo."
"Yo que?"
"What?"
"Que?"
"Okay, whoever this is needs to stop it."
"Sorry." I said laughing.
"What is with the que thing?"
"Yo means I in Spanish; so, I was saying I what like finish your sentence."
"Weirdo. What number is this?"
"My cell."
"About time."
"Coming from the guy that has known me less than 2 weeks."
"Yeah. Whatever."
"What's your problem?"
"Nothing. Look I have to go, I'll see you tomorrow."
Right afterwards he hung up. Did the little joke really get him that pissed? John and I conversations usually last hours. Sometimes I just don't get guys."
John's POV
After I hung up on Katie, someone started knocking on my door.
"Come in." I yelled.
Randy walked.
"Hey man what's that?" He asked pointing to a pill bottle.
"Just something for my back pains."
"Oh, want to hit the clubs or something?"
"Nah I don't feel like going out tonight.
"You feeling all right?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Okay…" Randy said leaving.
If only he knew…
