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CHAPTER 7

RING RING

"Ello?" Amanda asked waking up, answering the phone.

"Manda?"

" Depends. Who the hell is stupid enough to call me at freakin 6:00 in the damn morning?!" Amanda asked pissed, looking at the bedside clock.

There was slight laughter on the other side of the phone before someone spoke. "Ceren, its Emertx. Ya wanna ride with us?"

" Depends, who the hell is us, and why the hell is us calling me at 6:00!"

Again Lindsay laughed, but this time there was laughter that came from the background, which must had been 'us'. "Me, Amy, Trish, and whoever else wants a ride."

"Well where the hell are we goin at freakin 6 in the mornin?!"

"To the airport. We do have a show in Missouri you know.

"Fine. Give me 10 minutes to get my crap together. I'll meet ya in the bloody lobby."

"K, and Amy says bring her keys."

"K. Byes."

"Laters."

"Shit the keys!" said Amanda after Lindsay hung up. "Randy's got them. Damnt!" she said stomping out of bed and to her suitcase for some clothes and makeup. After she changed, she grabbed her stuff and left for Randy's room. "Hey dude," she said in the hall. "Do you know where Randy's room is at?"

"Sorry, I don't give that information out to fans." said Paul.

"Paul, its Amanda." Amanda said, sliding her glasses on top of her head that was covered by a black bandanna.

"Oh sorry." he chuckled. "You just look different with normal clothes and sunglasses.

"I get that a lot. But I need Randy's room."

"Ya left your bra there?" he asked smartly.

"Yes, and I also left my thong there, which means I'm wearing nothin under this." she said sarcastically pointing to her customized hot pink lugz, black l.e.i.s, and hot pink tank top.

"Oh, so it was you and Randy doin it last night that kept me up. You guys sure go for a long time." he smiled, but was seriouse

"Ugh, no ass wipe. He's got the keys to Amy's rental and I need them."

"Oh, well his room is right there." he said pointing down the hall, confused.

"Thanks." she said walking to the room.

"What the hell?! If that wasn't Amanda and Randy, then who was it?" Paul asked himself as he stepped behind a corner so he could see who spent the night in Randy's room.

OOOOOOOOOOOO WHO WAS THAT IN RANDYS ROOM? WHAT WERE THEY DOIN? IS AMANDA GONNA FIND OUT? WHATS GONNA HAPPEN NEXT!!

BTW IT'S NOT THE END OF THE CHAP SO CHILL. LOL

KNOCK KNOCK

"Answer your damn door Randy." said Amanda to herself knocking on Randy's door. "C'mon you stupid sumbitch, I know you're awake, you're a damn mornin person, even though I have no clue who the hell would be up this early. Damn who knew the sun could be that bright at this time of day." grumbled Amanda as she still knocked

"Can I help you?"

"Oh, uh, sorry Trish. I have the wrong room, I was lookin for Randy's.

"You got the right place." said Trish happily who was rapped up in a sheet.

"Excuse me?! Did you just say that this IS Randy's room?!" said Amanda pissed.

"Yep." said a perky Trish. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I need my keys." said Amanda trying to control her anger.

"Oh here." said Trish grabbing the keys off the table. "Are you and the girls about to leave?"

"They already left." lied Amanda. "They went with Paul. I'm having Shawn take the car over. I'm leaving with Chris."

"Oh."

"Yeah. Uh, bye!" said Amanda walking away pissed.

"The shit is hitting the fan tonight!" said Paul watching Trish shut the door and Amanda disappear. "This is going to be fun.." he said sarcastically, getting out his cell. "Lindsay?"

"Yeah?"

"Its me."

"I know."

"Well here's a heads up. Amanda's on her was to you guys now, pissed. Don't say anything about Trish, Randy, why she's pissed, or why she took so long."

"Why?"

"Trust me, just don't. I'll explain later. But our whole plan is goin to shits."

"Why?"

"Well a new player entered the game. No pun intended."

"Who?"

"Trish."

"Trish. Trish Stratus? The one who is slowly breaking Chris's heart, Trish?"

"That's the only Trish I know Lindsay." he said sarcastically.

"Well what are we gonna do?"

"I don't know, I honestly don't know Tiger."

"Tiger?"

"Huh?" Paul asked confused.

"You called me Tiger." giggled Lindsay.

"Oh sorry. It just seems natural."

"I know. Do you remember the night you came up with that name?" laughed Lindsay.

"How could I forget I -"

"Oh my gosh, I gotta go Paul. Amanda's here. I'll call later. Bye." she said before hanging up.

Paul sighed. "Bye Tiger." he said hanging up his phone as well. "Damn, why do I still have feelings for her?" he said to no one in particular as he walked to the elevator. "I mean the girl still gets me crazy. Why did we break up? Do I still love her? Of course I do!" he said walking out of the elevator and into the lobby. "I mean look at her, she's just so, so, -"

"Who ya talking about man?" said a voice scaring Paul.

"Oh, its you Ric."

"Yeah its me, so..."

"Its Lindsay. I still love her."

"So why did you guys break up?" asked Ric even though he already knew the answer.

"I don't know, it ended all too fast."

"It started all too fast." said Ric. "C'mon, we got a flight to catch." he said as they left.

END OF CHAP! TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK.

KISS! ~Amanda~ KISS!