Chapter 20
--The Next Day--
My cell phone rang around noon, when I looked at the display I smiled. I flipped open my phone, "Hey SarahBeth. What's up?" "WHAT'S UP!?! I'll tell you what's UP... what in the bloody hell were you DOING singing to TOBY KEITH last night?" I smirked, "Well Sarah... I was SO into TK's song that I felt the urge to sing along with his oh so wonderful voice. And just to let you know that was NOT planned. Dumb Fuck Coach messed up."
Sarah sighed, "Okay... I'll give you that much. It wasn't like you planned to let millions upon millions watch you sing that crap. But in all seriousness why do you listen to that CRAP?" I rolled my eyes, "And just WHAT am I supposed to listen to Princess Sarah? HUH? WHAT?!"
Sarah didn't say anything. "Yea. That's what I thought! Critique me all you want but you don't help the situation any." Sarah sighed, "And what happened to the CD I made for you?" I smiled, "OH... the Hoobastank one? That's in my cd case along with the rest of my cd collection." Sarah growled, "Why do you think I made that cd for you? So it could sit pretty next to your Hanson cd's? I think not. I wonder if Dave knows you had a thing for the blond boys?"
I rolled my eyes and got a smile on my face, "Yes Sarah... He knows about the obsession I had with Taylor okay?! GOD you're never gonna let me live that down are you?" "Hell No!" I growled, "DAMN IT! It's been four years since I liked them. HELL! It's YOUR fault that I even found out who Hanson was!" "And I've never regretted anything more in my entire life. You're walls were freakin' wall papered Hanson. Scared the shit outta me." I rolled my eyes yet again, "They were NOT wall papered. You could see the pink walls on all four corners on every single poster THANK YOU VERY MUCH!"
I sighed, "Was the only reason you called to give me a hard time about RAW?" Sarah laughed, "Pretty much. I thought hell Ash doesn't watch so SOMEONE should give you shit about it." I laughed, "That IS true. Ash would have called me right after it happened and lectured me on how my musical tastes suck. Since her rap shit is any better."
Sarah laughed, "VERY true. But seriously now... listen to the cd I made you. It's good stuff, you've heard it in my car many a time." I rolled my eyes, "I know I have. But I don't usually like that music too much. I'll tell you what... I'll listen to the whole cd all the way thru sometime. THEN I'll pass judgment on it. You should do that with some Toby Keith." "HA! NO FUCKING WAY! I refuse to listen to that shit voluntarily." I laughed, "I know I know... 'Toby is evil' Whatever." Sarah laughed, "I can just see you rolling your eyes at that comment."
I smiled, "How'd you know??" We both laughed. "Well, I better let you go get back to Snuggs." I laughed, "Snuggs??" "You call him Snuggle Bear correct?" "Yea... I see what you mean now." Sarah smiled, "Tell to guys I say hey." "Will do. Talk to ya later hun!" "Yep! Bye Love Ya!" "Love Ya!"
I put my phone back on the counter and laid across the couch, while in the process laying across Paul and Randy because they were sitting on the couch. "Sarah didn't like my choice of music last night." Paul looked at my oddly, "Why is that?" I sighed, "She doesn't like Toby Keith. Hates him with a passion, always has." The questioning look didn't leave Paul's face, "I don't really know why. I don't think she has a REAL reason."
Randy laughed, "And why DO you like Toby so much?" I smirked, "Well, besides the fact that he's damn fine for an old dude... His voice, it's just awesome. Plus his songs are REALLY good." Randy laughed, "Oh Yea... Because I just LOVE that song 'If I was Jesus.'" I rolled my eyes and kicked Randy's arm at the same time (Hey what can I say I'm a talented girl), "That was SO not deserved Buck-O. I never said I liked ALL his songs, or even THAT song for that matter. Cuz honestly... that song IS a little weird. But his songs ARE Good. Like 'Who's Your Daddy', 'American Soldier', and 'Country Comes to Town' just to name a few."
Randy just sighed, "I'm with Sarah on this one. Some of his songs are okay. But the majority? Not so much." I rolled my eyes, "We're all entitled to our own opinion I suppose." Then I realized something, "HEY! You used one of Andrea's phrases!" Paul laughed, "I don't think Randy realized that they were YOUR phrases. Besides that, you know how hard it is NOT to use someone's catch phrases when you hear them all the time." I nodded.
"You're so smart Paulie. Do you know what my favorite catch phrases are?" Paul chuckled, "Not in the slightest... should I be worried??" I got a shit eatin' grin on my face, "Well, I have a lot of faves." Then I got up off the couch. "First and fore most... I've got two words for you... SUCK IT!" Which I accompanied with the ever so eloquent 'crotch chop'. Paul had a BIG grin on his face after that one, "I thought I'd pay homage to my favorite faction of all time. Liked that one did ya?" Paul nodded.
"Then there's... I'll take that, shine it up real nice, turn that son bitch sideways and stick it STRAIGHT UP YOUR CANDY ASS!" And I let out a little giggle. "AND DUDE!! When I hear those bells toll... damn, it sends a shiver straight down my spine. And his tattoos, pardon me while I wipe the drool off my chin."
Randy laughed, "Well it's a good thing Dave has all those tats then, huh?" I stared off into space thinking of Dave and I shivered, "The tats don't hurt the sex appeal any. But I must admit... it was definetly his physique that started my attraction for Dave." Dave wrapped his arms around me from behind, where he had snuck up on me. "Oh it was, was it?" I nodded and smiled, "Yep. I just LOVE it when you wrap your arms around me." I turned around in his arms so I was facing him, "I feel so safe wrapped up in your big burly arms." And I gave Dave a long kiss.
Paul laughed, "Do I have to separate you two?" I smirked down at Paul, who was still sitting on the couch, "No Daddy... I'll be good." And I laid my head on Dave's shoulder. "It's a good thing I'm so tall, otherwise this would be VERY uncomfortable." Randy laughed, "And of course... it's ALL about Rea's comfort." I rolled my eyes at Randy, "You're just lucky I'm so comfy right now Orton. Otherwise I'd smack you upside the head."
Paul laughed, "I just love it when you do that Rea." I smiled sweetly, "And I LOVE to do it. It brings much joy." Dave just laughed, "Beatin' on Randy brings you joy?" I nodded, "But of course. It's the best feeling in the world to know that you've put yet another cocky little bastard in his place." Then I thought about what I had just said, "I take that back. It's not the BEST feeling in the world. That's reserved for you big man." And I patted Dave on the chest, "But beatin' on Randall is high up on my list of things I love to do."
Paul smirked, "Ya hear that kid? She gets more joy outta Dave then she does outta you. How does that make you feel?" Randy shrugged, "Honestly... I'd rather her not get ANY joy out of beatin' on me. I'd prefer her to NOT beat on me. At first it didn't hurt, but she hits the same spots over and over." And I got a sinister smile on my face, "I do that on purpose Orton."
--The Next Day--
My cell phone rang around noon, when I looked at the display I smiled. I flipped open my phone, "Hey SarahBeth. What's up?" "WHAT'S UP!?! I'll tell you what's UP... what in the bloody hell were you DOING singing to TOBY KEITH last night?" I smirked, "Well Sarah... I was SO into TK's song that I felt the urge to sing along with his oh so wonderful voice. And just to let you know that was NOT planned. Dumb Fuck Coach messed up."
Sarah sighed, "Okay... I'll give you that much. It wasn't like you planned to let millions upon millions watch you sing that crap. But in all seriousness why do you listen to that CRAP?" I rolled my eyes, "And just WHAT am I supposed to listen to Princess Sarah? HUH? WHAT?!"
Sarah didn't say anything. "Yea. That's what I thought! Critique me all you want but you don't help the situation any." Sarah sighed, "And what happened to the CD I made for you?" I smiled, "OH... the Hoobastank one? That's in my cd case along with the rest of my cd collection." Sarah growled, "Why do you think I made that cd for you? So it could sit pretty next to your Hanson cd's? I think not. I wonder if Dave knows you had a thing for the blond boys?"
I rolled my eyes and got a smile on my face, "Yes Sarah... He knows about the obsession I had with Taylor okay?! GOD you're never gonna let me live that down are you?" "Hell No!" I growled, "DAMN IT! It's been four years since I liked them. HELL! It's YOUR fault that I even found out who Hanson was!" "And I've never regretted anything more in my entire life. You're walls were freakin' wall papered Hanson. Scared the shit outta me." I rolled my eyes yet again, "They were NOT wall papered. You could see the pink walls on all four corners on every single poster THANK YOU VERY MUCH!"
I sighed, "Was the only reason you called to give me a hard time about RAW?" Sarah laughed, "Pretty much. I thought hell Ash doesn't watch so SOMEONE should give you shit about it." I laughed, "That IS true. Ash would have called me right after it happened and lectured me on how my musical tastes suck. Since her rap shit is any better."
Sarah laughed, "VERY true. But seriously now... listen to the cd I made you. It's good stuff, you've heard it in my car many a time." I rolled my eyes, "I know I have. But I don't usually like that music too much. I'll tell you what... I'll listen to the whole cd all the way thru sometime. THEN I'll pass judgment on it. You should do that with some Toby Keith." "HA! NO FUCKING WAY! I refuse to listen to that shit voluntarily." I laughed, "I know I know... 'Toby is evil' Whatever." Sarah laughed, "I can just see you rolling your eyes at that comment."
I smiled, "How'd you know??" We both laughed. "Well, I better let you go get back to Snuggs." I laughed, "Snuggs??" "You call him Snuggle Bear correct?" "Yea... I see what you mean now." Sarah smiled, "Tell to guys I say hey." "Will do. Talk to ya later hun!" "Yep! Bye Love Ya!" "Love Ya!"
I put my phone back on the counter and laid across the couch, while in the process laying across Paul and Randy because they were sitting on the couch. "Sarah didn't like my choice of music last night." Paul looked at my oddly, "Why is that?" I sighed, "She doesn't like Toby Keith. Hates him with a passion, always has." The questioning look didn't leave Paul's face, "I don't really know why. I don't think she has a REAL reason."
Randy laughed, "And why DO you like Toby so much?" I smirked, "Well, besides the fact that he's damn fine for an old dude... His voice, it's just awesome. Plus his songs are REALLY good." Randy laughed, "Oh Yea... Because I just LOVE that song 'If I was Jesus.'" I rolled my eyes and kicked Randy's arm at the same time (Hey what can I say I'm a talented girl), "That was SO not deserved Buck-O. I never said I liked ALL his songs, or even THAT song for that matter. Cuz honestly... that song IS a little weird. But his songs ARE Good. Like 'Who's Your Daddy', 'American Soldier', and 'Country Comes to Town' just to name a few."
Randy just sighed, "I'm with Sarah on this one. Some of his songs are okay. But the majority? Not so much." I rolled my eyes, "We're all entitled to our own opinion I suppose." Then I realized something, "HEY! You used one of Andrea's phrases!" Paul laughed, "I don't think Randy realized that they were YOUR phrases. Besides that, you know how hard it is NOT to use someone's catch phrases when you hear them all the time." I nodded.
"You're so smart Paulie. Do you know what my favorite catch phrases are?" Paul chuckled, "Not in the slightest... should I be worried??" I got a shit eatin' grin on my face, "Well, I have a lot of faves." Then I got up off the couch. "First and fore most... I've got two words for you... SUCK IT!" Which I accompanied with the ever so eloquent 'crotch chop'. Paul had a BIG grin on his face after that one, "I thought I'd pay homage to my favorite faction of all time. Liked that one did ya?" Paul nodded.
"Then there's... I'll take that, shine it up real nice, turn that son bitch sideways and stick it STRAIGHT UP YOUR CANDY ASS!" And I let out a little giggle. "AND DUDE!! When I hear those bells toll... damn, it sends a shiver straight down my spine. And his tattoos, pardon me while I wipe the drool off my chin."
Randy laughed, "Well it's a good thing Dave has all those tats then, huh?" I stared off into space thinking of Dave and I shivered, "The tats don't hurt the sex appeal any. But I must admit... it was definetly his physique that started my attraction for Dave." Dave wrapped his arms around me from behind, where he had snuck up on me. "Oh it was, was it?" I nodded and smiled, "Yep. I just LOVE it when you wrap your arms around me." I turned around in his arms so I was facing him, "I feel so safe wrapped up in your big burly arms." And I gave Dave a long kiss.
Paul laughed, "Do I have to separate you two?" I smirked down at Paul, who was still sitting on the couch, "No Daddy... I'll be good." And I laid my head on Dave's shoulder. "It's a good thing I'm so tall, otherwise this would be VERY uncomfortable." Randy laughed, "And of course... it's ALL about Rea's comfort." I rolled my eyes at Randy, "You're just lucky I'm so comfy right now Orton. Otherwise I'd smack you upside the head."
Paul laughed, "I just love it when you do that Rea." I smiled sweetly, "And I LOVE to do it. It brings much joy." Dave just laughed, "Beatin' on Randy brings you joy?" I nodded, "But of course. It's the best feeling in the world to know that you've put yet another cocky little bastard in his place." Then I thought about what I had just said, "I take that back. It's not the BEST feeling in the world. That's reserved for you big man." And I patted Dave on the chest, "But beatin' on Randall is high up on my list of things I love to do."
Paul smirked, "Ya hear that kid? She gets more joy outta Dave then she does outta you. How does that make you feel?" Randy shrugged, "Honestly... I'd rather her not get ANY joy out of beatin' on me. I'd prefer her to NOT beat on me. At first it didn't hurt, but she hits the same spots over and over." And I got a sinister smile on my face, "I do that on purpose Orton."