Chapter Seven:
I can't beleive it. I actually did it. I finally asked Summer out! I
thought I was gonna choke, and die on my word for a second, but I
pulled through. Everybody went to Billy's room, except Freddy and I.
We wanna stay and talk, so here I am sitting on the plush hotel carpet,
watching Freddy watch TV.
"I can't believe you actually did it, dude" said Freddy, like he could read my mind.
"Yeah, I know. Amazing isn't it?" I said
"Yeah, It is. So...What do you wanna do?" Freddy asked
"I wish we could go and drink at the bar, even though I'm not 16 yet"
I said, angerly
"Well, I am and I wanna go. Come on" said Freddy
"How are we gonna get drinks? We're way under age" I asked
"I have my ways" anwsered Freddy, slyly
We went down the elevator, to the bar and sat at the counter. There
was a girl, It looked like she was in her twenty's, bartendering.
"Two martini's. Dry, on the rocks" said Freddy
"And, How old are you?" asked the bartender
"Twenty-five" siad Freddy
"If you say so. But, you better not be lying" said the bartender, sternly.
"But, He is" a much too familier voice said
We turned around to see Dewey. He smirked at us, I squirmed on the
barstool. The bartender stopped making the first martini, and was about
to pour it when Dewey stopped her.
"No use wasting a good drink" said Dewey, showing her his I.D. She gave
him the drink.
He took us to a table by the dart boards and told us to sit down. We
followed his order's quickly.
"What were you thinking? Coming down her and trying to by drinks? She
could of called the fuzz" said Dewey
"We wanted to go somewhere..so we picked here" siad Freddy
"Don't you remember what happened last time you tryed to get drinks at
a bar?" asked Dewey
"E didn;t know they were hooker's, Dewey" I said
"I didn't care" said Freddy
"Ok, that was a long time ago. Why did you really come down here" asked
Dewey
"We need to think about the dinner party" I said
"Why? All we need to do is: meet, greet and perform" said Dewey
"I know...It's just the date thing" I said
"I told you that you didn't have to bring a date" said Dewey
"Ok, you did not say that" siad Freddy
"Shut up. I have a date....Summer" I said
"That's great. Why are you so worried then?" asked Dewey
"I really like Summer and have had a crush on her since last year, but,
it's kinda wierd. I mean, she's...Summer" I said
"Do you know how Summer feels?" asked Dewey
"No" I said
" It doesn't matter, dude. You both like each other, we all know that,
now you're finally going out on a date, so chill and let's go back up
to the room" siad Freddy
"Spazzy's right. Go get some sleep, tommorrow's a big day" Dewey siad
"Ok, 'night" I said
"Goodnight, and don't think about coming down here again" Dewey said
We went to the elevator and back up to our rrom. Freddy and I said
goodnight and I went to lay down. I fell asleep, draming of how my life
will turn out to be, and hoping Summer's with me.
I can't beleive it. I actually did it. I finally asked Summer out! I
thought I was gonna choke, and die on my word for a second, but I
pulled through. Everybody went to Billy's room, except Freddy and I.
We wanna stay and talk, so here I am sitting on the plush hotel carpet,
watching Freddy watch TV.
"I can't believe you actually did it, dude" said Freddy, like he could read my mind.
"Yeah, I know. Amazing isn't it?" I said
"Yeah, It is. So...What do you wanna do?" Freddy asked
"I wish we could go and drink at the bar, even though I'm not 16 yet"
I said, angerly
"Well, I am and I wanna go. Come on" said Freddy
"How are we gonna get drinks? We're way under age" I asked
"I have my ways" anwsered Freddy, slyly
We went down the elevator, to the bar and sat at the counter. There
was a girl, It looked like she was in her twenty's, bartendering.
"Two martini's. Dry, on the rocks" said Freddy
"And, How old are you?" asked the bartender
"Twenty-five" siad Freddy
"If you say so. But, you better not be lying" said the bartender, sternly.
"But, He is" a much too familier voice said
We turned around to see Dewey. He smirked at us, I squirmed on the
barstool. The bartender stopped making the first martini, and was about
to pour it when Dewey stopped her.
"No use wasting a good drink" said Dewey, showing her his I.D. She gave
him the drink.
He took us to a table by the dart boards and told us to sit down. We
followed his order's quickly.
"What were you thinking? Coming down her and trying to by drinks? She
could of called the fuzz" said Dewey
"We wanted to go somewhere..so we picked here" siad Freddy
"Don't you remember what happened last time you tryed to get drinks at
a bar?" asked Dewey
"E didn;t know they were hooker's, Dewey" I said
"I didn't care" said Freddy
"Ok, that was a long time ago. Why did you really come down here" asked
Dewey
"We need to think about the dinner party" I said
"Why? All we need to do is: meet, greet and perform" said Dewey
"I know...It's just the date thing" I said
"I told you that you didn't have to bring a date" said Dewey
"Ok, you did not say that" siad Freddy
"Shut up. I have a date....Summer" I said
"That's great. Why are you so worried then?" asked Dewey
"I really like Summer and have had a crush on her since last year, but,
it's kinda wierd. I mean, she's...Summer" I said
"Do you know how Summer feels?" asked Dewey
"No" I said
" It doesn't matter, dude. You both like each other, we all know that,
now you're finally going out on a date, so chill and let's go back up
to the room" siad Freddy
"Spazzy's right. Go get some sleep, tommorrow's a big day" Dewey siad
"Ok, 'night" I said
"Goodnight, and don't think about coming down here again" Dewey said
We went to the elevator and back up to our rrom. Freddy and I said
goodnight and I went to lay down. I fell asleep, draming of how my life
will turn out to be, and hoping Summer's with me.