Chapter Nine
We are, we are the Saints
We signed our life away
Doesn't matter what you think
We're gonna do it anyway
We are, we are the Saints
One day you will confess
And pray to the Saints of Los Angeles
I rolled over grumbling profanities such as 'you mother f****** son of a b****' and 'shut the h*** up you mother f*****' at my pesky ringing phone. I rejected the call, not bothering to see who it was, and headed towards the kitchen. I was actually quiet because it was still kind of early and everyone was still sleeping. I was feeling pretty considerate, due to my surprisingly good mood. I most definitely woke up on the right side of the bed even thought I was rudely awoken by some dumb a**. I made myself a bowl of stale cereal, thanks to Jinxx I'm sure, and dropped into the bench attached to the table. After I scarfed down my Apple Jacks I rinsed my bowl out and returned to the table. I dropped my head into my hands, sighing. I had acted like such an a** yesterday. I knew I had to apologize, but I didn't want to admit how childish and ignorant I had acted. I didn't like apologizing for things like that.
I padded back to the bunks ready to get the easiest apology out of the way, when I noticed Jake wasn't in his bed. I could have sworn everyone was still asleep, but I went back to the 'living room' area anyway. Imagine my surprise when he was nowhere to be seen. Since we were speeding down the highway at seventy miles per hour I made the deduction that he didn't go out to get some breakfast. So being the logical man that I was, I connected the dots.
Calm and rational, Andy. Calm and rational.
I didn't bother to knock. I barely cracked the door and I could make out their sleeping forms tangled together. She was draped over him with a peaceful look on her face. He was just lying there oblivious to the rest of the world. They had the clothes they were wearing still on. So maybe they didn't have sex last night, but who's to say they won't tonight, or tomorrow night. I shut the door a little harder than I meant and I hurried back to the front of the bus. I would show the happy couple. Later, though, I had to pretend everything was still hunk dory.