The Gig
By Lorraine and Lynn
Disclaimer: This tres fab storyline STILL does not belong to us. We cry, every night. but therapy is making it better.
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saturday night, 6:47 pm
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! Freedom! The loons have been left behind and I am now at the gig with the SG!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS and triple YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! When I got here I did not see him but the ace gang were all there. (with their various boys) .Jas and Tom, Jools and Rollo, Rosie and Sven, and Ellen, but not with Dave. (He came with some of his mates.) It's obvious that they aren't a couple anymore.thank the lip gloss queen that they won't be all over each other. He doesn't rate Ellen as he much as he said he rated me, he hasn't kissed anyone since me, is that a good thing? Mum even agrees that it's okay to be a red-bottomed vixen.ugh. I don't even want to know what goes on in her mind, probably gross goings on with Vati.
6:53 pm
God it's boring here. Absolutely nothing is happening, and the Stiff Dylans haven't even arrived yet. Sacre bleu.
7:38 pm
The party began to heat up as the Stiff Dylans came onstage. Everyone cheered, and Robbie smiled at me. Oh, Blimey O'Reilley's knickers.I did the quick check.suck in nose, do half-smile thingy.ok, good. He turned away. His jelloidosity flew right at me and I felt dizzy. Time to get a drink.
7:41 pm
BAM! I ran into some of Dave's friends. and spilled my Fanta all over them. Whoops. I ran back through the crowd to escape a bunch of yelling, mad boys. Got up to the front of the crowd, right in front of the stage when the SG spotted me. Their song had just ended, and he said to the crowds, "We'll take a short break and come back later." I smiled at him, but for some reason, he looked away. I was a little preoccupied with controlling my jelloid body to notice much, though. He got off the stage, and I followed after him, but he wasn't there. Ah well, probably just popped off to the piddly diddly department.wait, can you call it that for boys?
8:26 pm
STILL have not seen Robbie all night. On stage of course, but otherwise. quite strange. My pent-up snoggosity can barely contain itself. Jas is all in a tiff because apparently Tom broke up with her AGAIN!!! Ugh, time for Mrs. Big Knickers to stop feeling sorry for herself and not get so obsessed with one boy like a tres sad mope.
8:27 pm
The gods have run mad. Just found out that Jas did the dumping this time, for whatever reason. (Maybe he wasn't a sufficient homework helper.) But she is still bawling her pathetic eyes out over him. C'est tres, tres patheticimus.
8:29 pm
Wait, maybe she decided to give in to those strange voices in her head. The ones that were calling out to her, "Admit it. You ARE a lezzie, my sad, sad friend."
I asked Jas about it. She just smacked me and her ears went quite red. Hilarious, actually.
9:14 pm
God's pajamas! At another one of the little "breaks" the band took, I ran off to find the piddly diddly department (and also the poo parlor division) when I saw Robbie. I started toward him, but then I realized that HE WAS SNOGGING WET LINDSAY!!! He looked to be at about a five with a hint of six on the snogging scale. ERRRRGLACK A PONGOES!!!
I just screamed. Robbie broke off with her rather quickly and then saw me. "Georgia.oh.I was going to tell you." but he didn't get to because I ran straight for the lavatory.
I started to cry once in there and couldn't stop. Luckily there was no one else there or I would have just died. I cried and cried and couldn't stop. How could he? Was this some kind of punishment for my red-bottomed vixenosity? Oh, how dare he?!? He was MY loyal and dreamy Sex God- and he was snogging Lindsay! Of all people to really want to snog, WET LINDSAY!?!
I really didn't want to go back out back out, but I had stopped crying. I got out of the stall and wiped my face, and tried to make my cheeks not look so red. I needed to think. Why? Why would he do this to me? Revenge? Oh, Buddha's toenails, did he know about Dave? Did he find out about my red-bottomosity?
I had to go and find him. I had to go and find out the truth. before I went bloody mad from worry. Oh, sacre bloody bleu!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lynn: Another chapter soon! I know you all hate to be left hanging, but. I promise it will come soon. What was that old saying? "Good things come to those who. beg for more Georgia Nicholson stories." Quite true.
Disclaimer: This tres fab storyline STILL does not belong to us. We cry, every night. but therapy is making it better.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
saturday night, 6:47 pm
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! Freedom! The loons have been left behind and I am now at the gig with the SG!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS and triple YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! When I got here I did not see him but the ace gang were all there. (with their various boys) .Jas and Tom, Jools and Rollo, Rosie and Sven, and Ellen, but not with Dave. (He came with some of his mates.) It's obvious that they aren't a couple anymore.thank the lip gloss queen that they won't be all over each other. He doesn't rate Ellen as he much as he said he rated me, he hasn't kissed anyone since me, is that a good thing? Mum even agrees that it's okay to be a red-bottomed vixen.ugh. I don't even want to know what goes on in her mind, probably gross goings on with Vati.
6:53 pm
God it's boring here. Absolutely nothing is happening, and the Stiff Dylans haven't even arrived yet. Sacre bleu.
7:38 pm
The party began to heat up as the Stiff Dylans came onstage. Everyone cheered, and Robbie smiled at me. Oh, Blimey O'Reilley's knickers.I did the quick check.suck in nose, do half-smile thingy.ok, good. He turned away. His jelloidosity flew right at me and I felt dizzy. Time to get a drink.
7:41 pm
BAM! I ran into some of Dave's friends. and spilled my Fanta all over them. Whoops. I ran back through the crowd to escape a bunch of yelling, mad boys. Got up to the front of the crowd, right in front of the stage when the SG spotted me. Their song had just ended, and he said to the crowds, "We'll take a short break and come back later." I smiled at him, but for some reason, he looked away. I was a little preoccupied with controlling my jelloid body to notice much, though. He got off the stage, and I followed after him, but he wasn't there. Ah well, probably just popped off to the piddly diddly department.wait, can you call it that for boys?
8:26 pm
STILL have not seen Robbie all night. On stage of course, but otherwise. quite strange. My pent-up snoggosity can barely contain itself. Jas is all in a tiff because apparently Tom broke up with her AGAIN!!! Ugh, time for Mrs. Big Knickers to stop feeling sorry for herself and not get so obsessed with one boy like a tres sad mope.
8:27 pm
The gods have run mad. Just found out that Jas did the dumping this time, for whatever reason. (Maybe he wasn't a sufficient homework helper.) But she is still bawling her pathetic eyes out over him. C'est tres, tres patheticimus.
8:29 pm
Wait, maybe she decided to give in to those strange voices in her head. The ones that were calling out to her, "Admit it. You ARE a lezzie, my sad, sad friend."
I asked Jas about it. She just smacked me and her ears went quite red. Hilarious, actually.
9:14 pm
God's pajamas! At another one of the little "breaks" the band took, I ran off to find the piddly diddly department (and also the poo parlor division) when I saw Robbie. I started toward him, but then I realized that HE WAS SNOGGING WET LINDSAY!!! He looked to be at about a five with a hint of six on the snogging scale. ERRRRGLACK A PONGOES!!!
I just screamed. Robbie broke off with her rather quickly and then saw me. "Georgia.oh.I was going to tell you." but he didn't get to because I ran straight for the lavatory.
I started to cry once in there and couldn't stop. Luckily there was no one else there or I would have just died. I cried and cried and couldn't stop. How could he? Was this some kind of punishment for my red-bottomed vixenosity? Oh, how dare he?!? He was MY loyal and dreamy Sex God- and he was snogging Lindsay! Of all people to really want to snog, WET LINDSAY!?!
I really didn't want to go back out back out, but I had stopped crying. I got out of the stall and wiped my face, and tried to make my cheeks not look so red. I needed to think. Why? Why would he do this to me? Revenge? Oh, Buddha's toenails, did he know about Dave? Did he find out about my red-bottomosity?
I had to go and find him. I had to go and find out the truth. before I went bloody mad from worry. Oh, sacre bloody bleu!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lynn: Another chapter soon! I know you all hate to be left hanging, but. I promise it will come soon. What was that old saying? "Good things come to those who. beg for more Georgia Nicholson stories." Quite true.