"UGH!!" I exclaimed as I dropped the PS2 controller on the floor.
Jeff leaned back and stared at me with eyebrows raised.
"And what just crawled up your pants?!" he asked.
"I'm so freakin bored!! I seriously need to get out of here and do something! Let's go dirt biking!" I said with hope in my eyes. Jeff just threw his head back and laughed.
"Yeah, says the girl with her arm in a sling!"
"Okay, so we can't do that! But God! We must be able to do something besides play video games, watch tv, and watch movies all damn day!" I said restlessly.
"Sorry babes. Your arm isn't healed yet, plus you're still sore with your bruised ribs! And me, well, I still can't move right because of the damn broken ribs," he said sounding almost as frustrated as me.
"I just wanna get outta here!" I whined placing my head in Jeff's lap.
"Well, ya know what we could do?" he said mischievously. I looked up at him with a questionable look on my face.
"I'm almost afraid to ask, but what?" I said sitting up.
"We could go on a creation spree," he answered.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
"We just get Dad to take us to the art store and to a Wal-Mart. Grab some supplies and go all out! We could make ourselves some new wrestling outfits," Jeff explained with excitement in his voice.
"Do ya think he'd take us? With the way we still are?" I asked.
"I don't see why not!" he said as he ran his hand through my hair. "And maybe go to my house and grab some of my hair dye. You need to redo it. Your head is turning brown!"
"Jeff, my natural hair color IS brown!!" I laughed.
"Well, there's nothing extreme about that! We'll just bleach it and dye it over for a whole new look!" he said. "So? What'd ya say?"
"Aight. Let's go see if Dad will take us into the city!" I said as I helped him to his feet. Still needing someone to help him places, I wrapped an around his waist and led him down the hall and down the stairs to Dad's study.
"Kids, what are you doing up and about?" Gil asked taking off his reading glasses and putting the paper down. Jeff and I sat in the leather chairs that were placed in front of his desk.
"Dad, we've been pretty good about being here right? Really no trouble? Don't really ask for much? Right?" Jeff said.
"Yeah, I would say you've been pretty good patients. But what's this all about? You two should be resting," Gil said with a smile.
"That's what this is all about," Jeff stated.
"Dad, we love being here with you, really we do. But we're goin nuts! We need to get out and do something! All we've done for the past two weeks is play video games and watch tv. IN MY ROOM!! We seriously need a change of scenery," I said.
"What do you mean? Do you wanna move into Jeff's house for awhile?" Gil asked.
"No, Dad. That's not it," I said.
"Than what is it? What do you wanna do?" he asked.
"Dad, Case and I want out! We want you to just take us to the art store and a Wal-Mart and then to my house!" Jeff demanded.
"I don't think so kids. You two still aren't in any shape to be running around," Gil said as I put on a pout of sadness. "Casey, don't give me that look! Jeff, tell your sister not to give me that look."
"Sorry Dad. But we're just too damn bored. And I think that this look will help us get out of this house!" Jeff said crossing his arms carefully over his chest.
"Fine! Go get dressed!" Gil said giving in to our demands. He put his glasses back on and laughed as we walked back to my room.
"Good pouting back there!" Jeff said patting me on the back.
"Thanks, took years of practice!" I laughed. I walked to my closet and began digging through it as Jeff carefully pulled on a pair of baggy blue jeans and baggy Marilyn Manson t-shirt. I turned around to face him as he began slipping into a pair of already tied sneakers.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I have been stuck in this place for so long that I don't even know what to wear in the outside world!" I exclaimed as he laughed. He moved me out of the way and stepped into my closet.
"Good Lord! Shoes much?! How many pairs of shoes DO you own!?" he teased as he threw a pair of black flares at me.
"I lost count!" I shot back. "But I do wear em all!"
"How is that possible!?" He threw Adam's sweatshirt at me and I smiled.
"How is it possible that you can have ever color of the rainbow in your hair at one time?!" I questioned. He glared at me as he picked out a pair of old ratty sneakers and my Yankees hat.
"How's that for an outfit?"
"I think it just might work!" I laughed as I began changing.
"Do you want me to leave?" he asked walking towards the door.
"For what reason?" I asked with half my shirt off of me.
"Because you're changing," he pointed out.
"And I can't do it by myself because of my arm! Besides, you dressed me the first nite! And we went swimming with each other in our underwear. I think you bein in here would be perfectly fine!" I laughed as he walked over to help me get dressed.
"You kids ready?" Gil yelled as Jeff pulled my hair into a ponytail.
"Come on in Dad," I said.
"Son, I don't know if I like the idea of you doin women's hair," Gil joked watching Jeff tightening the ponytail.
"Someone's gotta do it! Might as well be me!" Jeff laughed as he placed the hat on my head.
We followed Gil to the car and sat in the backseat together, making Gil joke about being our personal driver. We stopped off at Wal-Mart and picked up a couple t-shirts, long sleeved shirts, and wife-beaters. We got a few pairs of jeans and some scissors that cut in designs. When we got to the art store, Jeff and I headed straight for the fabric paint and where they usually put the bandanas. We loaded up with about 40 bucks with of stuff and decided to leave before we realized we needed more crap. Before driving us home, Gil took us to McDonalds and got us some grub!
"What'll you have Case?" Gil asked as we approached the cashier.
"Can I have the biggest chocolate shake they have?" I questioned sweetly.
"Of course," he chuckled.
"And the crispy chicken?" I smiled.
"Yes! Now Jeff, what do you want?" Gil asked.
"Hmmmm.....can I just get the big mac meal supersized?" he asked. I rolled my eyes as Gil nodded and order the food. Jeff and I found a booth to sit at and waited.
"Hey Case look at this!" Jeff laughed before throwing a nasty old French fry in my lap.
"EWE!! That's so gross! Jeffrey!" I yelled throwing at back at him. He picked an ice cube out of his soda and threw it at me. He laughed harder as I curled my lips into an evil grin and threw it back at him. "Just wait Hardy. You must have forgotten who you're staying with. I can make your life a living hell!"
"Food's here," Gil announced sitting down next to me. I grabbed my shake and took a big sip from it.
"What is with you and chocolate shakes?!" Jeff asked biting into his big mac.
"What's with you talking with your mouth full of food?!" I exclaimed as he opened his mouth to show off the half eaten food. "UGH! Grow up!"
"Jeff, close your mouth! I raised you better than that!" Gil ordered. I stuck my tongue out at him triumphantly and he did the same to me. "Jeffrey! Stick that tongue out once again and I'll cut it off!"
"But Dad! She did it first!" Jeff whined.
"But Dad.....but Dad!" I mimicked.
"Casey, don't start!" Gil ordered.
"HA!" Jeff exclaimed.
"That's it! This is the last time I take the two of you to McDonalds!" Gil said getting fed up with our childish antics.
"Sorry Dad," Jeff and I said together.
"That's better. Now eat up!"
"Ya know, this is the first time I've ever bleached my hair and I must say, I'm a little nervous about it!" I said as Jeff and I sat in the bathroom doing my hair.
"Don't worry. You'll look fine!"
"If I keep doin this shit to my hair, I'm gonna kill it!" I spazed.
"Casey, chill. You have beautiful hair!! You always will!" he said. "Okay, now what do you want for colors? And do you wanna just streak it through the blonde or cover it all up?"
"Oh, whateva. You decide. I'm your living breathing painting."
"Oh that could be dangerous!" Jeff laughed evilly. "How about we just streak a bunch of colors through. Not cover your whole head. Leave the blonde to show through somewhat."
"That's fine. Now what colors are you using?" I asked nervously.
"How about Atomic Turquoise, Mystic Heather, Enchanted Forest, New Rose, and Black & Blue?"
"Whateva!"
"Alright! Let's get to work!"
A couple hours later I had a whole new hair color. Hell I had a couple new hair colors! I loved it though. It was a lot of fun and I looked really good. After that we were pretty worn out from the days events and decided to rest for awhile. Sleep, nap, whatever. When we woke up Shane had called three times and sounded pretty upset. So I thought it would be a good idea to call him back.
"What the hell is this that I hear about you and Jeff?!" he freaked out.
"What ARE you talking bout?" I asked a little confused.
"I just got word that you and Jeff shared a pretty heated kiss while I was home!"
"Who'd you hear that from?" I asked nervously.
"Marc," he replied.
"My Dad Mark?"
"Casey you're stalling! And no, Marc, Bubba Marc," he answered sounding a bit irritated.
"OH!! How is Marc?" I asked.
"CASEY!!" he yelled.
"Sorry."
"Now, what the hell is this kiss all about?!"
"Well, what do you know about this whole thing? What did you hear?"
"That you two kissed! Damn it Case!"
"So that's it? You didn't hear about how it was during a house show? Or that it was an add lib for the storyline?!" I yelled back.
"It was?" he asked a little unsure.
"Yeah, it was. There was nothing heated to it! We weren't in the middle of the hall makin out or anything! Jesus Shane!"
"Well, I, I'm sorry I jumped all over you for something that you didn't really do," he said sounding slightly embarrassed.
"That's okay. I guess I should have told you about it. But I knew you would over react like this," I laughed.
"Gees, I feel like a total idiot. You must think that I don't trust you or something," he said.
"No, not at all. I know you trust me. You just don't trust Jeff."
"NOT TRUST ME?! BUT I'M VERY TRUST WORTHY!!" Jeff yelled.
"Tell him I said hi," Shane said.
"Shane says hi," I laughed pulling the phone away from my mouth.
"Hey Shaney!" Jeff joked making kissing noises in the background.
"You really need to keep those drugs away from him. They affect him in weird ways. VERY weird ways!" Shane laughed.
"This time I can officially say that it's not the drugs! We're just getting a little bit of cabin fever. We had to convince Dad to take us out to the art store and Wal-Mart just so we could get some stuff to do! And Jeff even redid my hair," I said.
"What do you mean REDID your hair?"
"Well, I'm now bleach blonde with five different colored streaks," I answered.
"Oh gees! I can only imagine!" he laughed. "How are you doin anyways?"
"Well, doesn't look like I'll be back in two weeks. My arm is taking a little longer to heal. But my ribs are doing okay. They're almost all healed up," I replied.
"And Jeff? How's he doin?"
"His ribs are healing fairly well. They still bother him though. So he'll probably be coming back when I do. But we still don't know when that'll be."
"Well, I'll let you go so you can continue to rest."
"Oh gee thanks! Like I don't rest enough?"
"Anyways. I love you Angel. Get better! And I'm sorry for my stupid jealousness!"
"That's okay. I love you too," I answered.
"I LOVE YOU TOO SHANE!" Jeff yelled.
"It's official. The hair dye has finally gotten to him," Shane teased. "PLEASE don't let it get you too!"
"I'll try and resist the urge to go into the dark side!" I joked.
"Love you baby."
"Love you too. Bye!" I put my cordless phone back on its cradle and hit Jeff in the head with a pillow. "You are such a freak!"
"I try!"
"Believe me Jeff, you don't need to try hard!" I laughed.
"And neither do you!" he laughed bringing me into his arms. "I love you, ya know that?"
"Yeah, I know. I love you too," I smiled.
"No, see, you don't know. You have no clue," Jeff said.
"What are you talking about, freak boy," I laughed.
"Casey, I really...."
"SURPRISE!!!!!" Matt and Amy yelled bursting into the room.
"OH MY GOD!!! What are you two doin here?!" I exclaimed as they gave each of us a hug.
"We have a house show in Raleigh and thought we'd come visit you for the day, well nite. We leave tomorrow morning," Matt answered.
"Where's...."
"Shane?" Amy interrupted. I nodded. "He has a signing tonite in Charlotte."
"I just spoke to him! Why didn't he tell me?!" I said.
"How are you two doing?" Matt asked.
"Besides goin insane with boredom?" Jeff asked. "Well, we're doin alright."
"What have you two been doing?" Matt asked.
"NOTHING!! Absolutely nothing!!" I laughed.
"Besides a new dye job?" Amy laughed picking up a chunk of hair in her hand.
"Yeah, besides that!" Jeff said. "How do ya like it? It's my creation."
"It's pretty good. Nice job bro," Matt said with a smile.
"He even dressed me today," I said.
"That's right. I am THE man!" Jeff said proudly.
"What do you mean dressed you?" Matt asked worriedly.
"He picked out my clothes and stuff," I said casually.
"And stuff?" Amy asked. "What exactly have you guys done?!"
"Amy! Get your mind out of the gutter!" I laughed. "I can't really dress myself because of my arm. So Jeff helps. It's no biggy!"
"Does Shane know about that?" Matt asked.
"No."
"NO?!"
"So what?"
"Don't you think he'd be a little upset about his girlfriend, who he loves dearly, being dressed by his friend?" Matt asked.
"Do you think I care?! I mean of course I love Shane. With all my heart. But he doesn't rule my life. And Jeff is my best friend. We go swimming together all the time.....in our underwear! So this is no different!" I exclaimed angrily.
"Calm down. Alright, gees," Matt said.
"Anything you two wanna do tonite?" Amy asked.
"We wanna get out of here!" Jeff and I exclaimed together.
"Alright, are you two sure you're up to it?" Matt asked.
"Dude, please, rescue us!" Jeff pleaded.
"Alright. Where do you two wanna go?" Matt asked.
"Anyplace. Just out!" I said.
"Are you two still taking those pain killers?" Amy asked.
"Nope, unfortunately," I laughed.
"Then let's go out to a bar," Amy suggested.
"Thank you so much Ames! We owe you one!" I said giving her a hug.
A/N: The colors used in this chapter are original colors come up with by Manic Panic. If any of ya'll are into that hair dyeing thing, go to their website and ask for a catalog. They also carry nail polish and every color imaginable and eye shadows and blushes and other makeup.
"And what just crawled up your pants?!" he asked.
"I'm so freakin bored!! I seriously need to get out of here and do something! Let's go dirt biking!" I said with hope in my eyes. Jeff just threw his head back and laughed.
"Yeah, says the girl with her arm in a sling!"
"Okay, so we can't do that! But God! We must be able to do something besides play video games, watch tv, and watch movies all damn day!" I said restlessly.
"Sorry babes. Your arm isn't healed yet, plus you're still sore with your bruised ribs! And me, well, I still can't move right because of the damn broken ribs," he said sounding almost as frustrated as me.
"I just wanna get outta here!" I whined placing my head in Jeff's lap.
"Well, ya know what we could do?" he said mischievously. I looked up at him with a questionable look on my face.
"I'm almost afraid to ask, but what?" I said sitting up.
"We could go on a creation spree," he answered.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
"We just get Dad to take us to the art store and to a Wal-Mart. Grab some supplies and go all out! We could make ourselves some new wrestling outfits," Jeff explained with excitement in his voice.
"Do ya think he'd take us? With the way we still are?" I asked.
"I don't see why not!" he said as he ran his hand through my hair. "And maybe go to my house and grab some of my hair dye. You need to redo it. Your head is turning brown!"
"Jeff, my natural hair color IS brown!!" I laughed.
"Well, there's nothing extreme about that! We'll just bleach it and dye it over for a whole new look!" he said. "So? What'd ya say?"
"Aight. Let's go see if Dad will take us into the city!" I said as I helped him to his feet. Still needing someone to help him places, I wrapped an around his waist and led him down the hall and down the stairs to Dad's study.
"Kids, what are you doing up and about?" Gil asked taking off his reading glasses and putting the paper down. Jeff and I sat in the leather chairs that were placed in front of his desk.
"Dad, we've been pretty good about being here right? Really no trouble? Don't really ask for much? Right?" Jeff said.
"Yeah, I would say you've been pretty good patients. But what's this all about? You two should be resting," Gil said with a smile.
"That's what this is all about," Jeff stated.
"Dad, we love being here with you, really we do. But we're goin nuts! We need to get out and do something! All we've done for the past two weeks is play video games and watch tv. IN MY ROOM!! We seriously need a change of scenery," I said.
"What do you mean? Do you wanna move into Jeff's house for awhile?" Gil asked.
"No, Dad. That's not it," I said.
"Than what is it? What do you wanna do?" he asked.
"Dad, Case and I want out! We want you to just take us to the art store and a Wal-Mart and then to my house!" Jeff demanded.
"I don't think so kids. You two still aren't in any shape to be running around," Gil said as I put on a pout of sadness. "Casey, don't give me that look! Jeff, tell your sister not to give me that look."
"Sorry Dad. But we're just too damn bored. And I think that this look will help us get out of this house!" Jeff said crossing his arms carefully over his chest.
"Fine! Go get dressed!" Gil said giving in to our demands. He put his glasses back on and laughed as we walked back to my room.
"Good pouting back there!" Jeff said patting me on the back.
"Thanks, took years of practice!" I laughed. I walked to my closet and began digging through it as Jeff carefully pulled on a pair of baggy blue jeans and baggy Marilyn Manson t-shirt. I turned around to face him as he began slipping into a pair of already tied sneakers.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I have been stuck in this place for so long that I don't even know what to wear in the outside world!" I exclaimed as he laughed. He moved me out of the way and stepped into my closet.
"Good Lord! Shoes much?! How many pairs of shoes DO you own!?" he teased as he threw a pair of black flares at me.
"I lost count!" I shot back. "But I do wear em all!"
"How is that possible!?" He threw Adam's sweatshirt at me and I smiled.
"How is it possible that you can have ever color of the rainbow in your hair at one time?!" I questioned. He glared at me as he picked out a pair of old ratty sneakers and my Yankees hat.
"How's that for an outfit?"
"I think it just might work!" I laughed as I began changing.
"Do you want me to leave?" he asked walking towards the door.
"For what reason?" I asked with half my shirt off of me.
"Because you're changing," he pointed out.
"And I can't do it by myself because of my arm! Besides, you dressed me the first nite! And we went swimming with each other in our underwear. I think you bein in here would be perfectly fine!" I laughed as he walked over to help me get dressed.
"You kids ready?" Gil yelled as Jeff pulled my hair into a ponytail.
"Come on in Dad," I said.
"Son, I don't know if I like the idea of you doin women's hair," Gil joked watching Jeff tightening the ponytail.
"Someone's gotta do it! Might as well be me!" Jeff laughed as he placed the hat on my head.
We followed Gil to the car and sat in the backseat together, making Gil joke about being our personal driver. We stopped off at Wal-Mart and picked up a couple t-shirts, long sleeved shirts, and wife-beaters. We got a few pairs of jeans and some scissors that cut in designs. When we got to the art store, Jeff and I headed straight for the fabric paint and where they usually put the bandanas. We loaded up with about 40 bucks with of stuff and decided to leave before we realized we needed more crap. Before driving us home, Gil took us to McDonalds and got us some grub!
"What'll you have Case?" Gil asked as we approached the cashier.
"Can I have the biggest chocolate shake they have?" I questioned sweetly.
"Of course," he chuckled.
"And the crispy chicken?" I smiled.
"Yes! Now Jeff, what do you want?" Gil asked.
"Hmmmm.....can I just get the big mac meal supersized?" he asked. I rolled my eyes as Gil nodded and order the food. Jeff and I found a booth to sit at and waited.
"Hey Case look at this!" Jeff laughed before throwing a nasty old French fry in my lap.
"EWE!! That's so gross! Jeffrey!" I yelled throwing at back at him. He picked an ice cube out of his soda and threw it at me. He laughed harder as I curled my lips into an evil grin and threw it back at him. "Just wait Hardy. You must have forgotten who you're staying with. I can make your life a living hell!"
"Food's here," Gil announced sitting down next to me. I grabbed my shake and took a big sip from it.
"What is with you and chocolate shakes?!" Jeff asked biting into his big mac.
"What's with you talking with your mouth full of food?!" I exclaimed as he opened his mouth to show off the half eaten food. "UGH! Grow up!"
"Jeff, close your mouth! I raised you better than that!" Gil ordered. I stuck my tongue out at him triumphantly and he did the same to me. "Jeffrey! Stick that tongue out once again and I'll cut it off!"
"But Dad! She did it first!" Jeff whined.
"But Dad.....but Dad!" I mimicked.
"Casey, don't start!" Gil ordered.
"HA!" Jeff exclaimed.
"That's it! This is the last time I take the two of you to McDonalds!" Gil said getting fed up with our childish antics.
"Sorry Dad," Jeff and I said together.
"That's better. Now eat up!"
"Ya know, this is the first time I've ever bleached my hair and I must say, I'm a little nervous about it!" I said as Jeff and I sat in the bathroom doing my hair.
"Don't worry. You'll look fine!"
"If I keep doin this shit to my hair, I'm gonna kill it!" I spazed.
"Casey, chill. You have beautiful hair!! You always will!" he said. "Okay, now what do you want for colors? And do you wanna just streak it through the blonde or cover it all up?"
"Oh, whateva. You decide. I'm your living breathing painting."
"Oh that could be dangerous!" Jeff laughed evilly. "How about we just streak a bunch of colors through. Not cover your whole head. Leave the blonde to show through somewhat."
"That's fine. Now what colors are you using?" I asked nervously.
"How about Atomic Turquoise, Mystic Heather, Enchanted Forest, New Rose, and Black & Blue?"
"Whateva!"
"Alright! Let's get to work!"
A couple hours later I had a whole new hair color. Hell I had a couple new hair colors! I loved it though. It was a lot of fun and I looked really good. After that we were pretty worn out from the days events and decided to rest for awhile. Sleep, nap, whatever. When we woke up Shane had called three times and sounded pretty upset. So I thought it would be a good idea to call him back.
"What the hell is this that I hear about you and Jeff?!" he freaked out.
"What ARE you talking bout?" I asked a little confused.
"I just got word that you and Jeff shared a pretty heated kiss while I was home!"
"Who'd you hear that from?" I asked nervously.
"Marc," he replied.
"My Dad Mark?"
"Casey you're stalling! And no, Marc, Bubba Marc," he answered sounding a bit irritated.
"OH!! How is Marc?" I asked.
"CASEY!!" he yelled.
"Sorry."
"Now, what the hell is this kiss all about?!"
"Well, what do you know about this whole thing? What did you hear?"
"That you two kissed! Damn it Case!"
"So that's it? You didn't hear about how it was during a house show? Or that it was an add lib for the storyline?!" I yelled back.
"It was?" he asked a little unsure.
"Yeah, it was. There was nothing heated to it! We weren't in the middle of the hall makin out or anything! Jesus Shane!"
"Well, I, I'm sorry I jumped all over you for something that you didn't really do," he said sounding slightly embarrassed.
"That's okay. I guess I should have told you about it. But I knew you would over react like this," I laughed.
"Gees, I feel like a total idiot. You must think that I don't trust you or something," he said.
"No, not at all. I know you trust me. You just don't trust Jeff."
"NOT TRUST ME?! BUT I'M VERY TRUST WORTHY!!" Jeff yelled.
"Tell him I said hi," Shane said.
"Shane says hi," I laughed pulling the phone away from my mouth.
"Hey Shaney!" Jeff joked making kissing noises in the background.
"You really need to keep those drugs away from him. They affect him in weird ways. VERY weird ways!" Shane laughed.
"This time I can officially say that it's not the drugs! We're just getting a little bit of cabin fever. We had to convince Dad to take us out to the art store and Wal-Mart just so we could get some stuff to do! And Jeff even redid my hair," I said.
"What do you mean REDID your hair?"
"Well, I'm now bleach blonde with five different colored streaks," I answered.
"Oh gees! I can only imagine!" he laughed. "How are you doin anyways?"
"Well, doesn't look like I'll be back in two weeks. My arm is taking a little longer to heal. But my ribs are doing okay. They're almost all healed up," I replied.
"And Jeff? How's he doin?"
"His ribs are healing fairly well. They still bother him though. So he'll probably be coming back when I do. But we still don't know when that'll be."
"Well, I'll let you go so you can continue to rest."
"Oh gee thanks! Like I don't rest enough?"
"Anyways. I love you Angel. Get better! And I'm sorry for my stupid jealousness!"
"That's okay. I love you too," I answered.
"I LOVE YOU TOO SHANE!" Jeff yelled.
"It's official. The hair dye has finally gotten to him," Shane teased. "PLEASE don't let it get you too!"
"I'll try and resist the urge to go into the dark side!" I joked.
"Love you baby."
"Love you too. Bye!" I put my cordless phone back on its cradle and hit Jeff in the head with a pillow. "You are such a freak!"
"I try!"
"Believe me Jeff, you don't need to try hard!" I laughed.
"And neither do you!" he laughed bringing me into his arms. "I love you, ya know that?"
"Yeah, I know. I love you too," I smiled.
"No, see, you don't know. You have no clue," Jeff said.
"What are you talking about, freak boy," I laughed.
"Casey, I really...."
"SURPRISE!!!!!" Matt and Amy yelled bursting into the room.
"OH MY GOD!!! What are you two doin here?!" I exclaimed as they gave each of us a hug.
"We have a house show in Raleigh and thought we'd come visit you for the day, well nite. We leave tomorrow morning," Matt answered.
"Where's...."
"Shane?" Amy interrupted. I nodded. "He has a signing tonite in Charlotte."
"I just spoke to him! Why didn't he tell me?!" I said.
"How are you two doing?" Matt asked.
"Besides goin insane with boredom?" Jeff asked. "Well, we're doin alright."
"What have you two been doing?" Matt asked.
"NOTHING!! Absolutely nothing!!" I laughed.
"Besides a new dye job?" Amy laughed picking up a chunk of hair in her hand.
"Yeah, besides that!" Jeff said. "How do ya like it? It's my creation."
"It's pretty good. Nice job bro," Matt said with a smile.
"He even dressed me today," I said.
"That's right. I am THE man!" Jeff said proudly.
"What do you mean dressed you?" Matt asked worriedly.
"He picked out my clothes and stuff," I said casually.
"And stuff?" Amy asked. "What exactly have you guys done?!"
"Amy! Get your mind out of the gutter!" I laughed. "I can't really dress myself because of my arm. So Jeff helps. It's no biggy!"
"Does Shane know about that?" Matt asked.
"No."
"NO?!"
"So what?"
"Don't you think he'd be a little upset about his girlfriend, who he loves dearly, being dressed by his friend?" Matt asked.
"Do you think I care?! I mean of course I love Shane. With all my heart. But he doesn't rule my life. And Jeff is my best friend. We go swimming together all the time.....in our underwear! So this is no different!" I exclaimed angrily.
"Calm down. Alright, gees," Matt said.
"Anything you two wanna do tonite?" Amy asked.
"We wanna get out of here!" Jeff and I exclaimed together.
"Alright, are you two sure you're up to it?" Matt asked.
"Dude, please, rescue us!" Jeff pleaded.
"Alright. Where do you two wanna go?" Matt asked.
"Anyplace. Just out!" I said.
"Are you two still taking those pain killers?" Amy asked.
"Nope, unfortunately," I laughed.
"Then let's go out to a bar," Amy suggested.
"Thank you so much Ames! We owe you one!" I said giving her a hug.
A/N: The colors used in this chapter are original colors come up with by Manic Panic. If any of ya'll are into that hair dyeing thing, go to their website and ask for a catalog. They also carry nail polish and every color imaginable and eye shadows and blushes and other makeup.