Trisher Nicole Married Who

By:

LiL Pippin Padfoot
Disclaimer: Ha! Almost all of you, with exceptions, (cough TRISHER cough) know what I'm talking about! yeah! But, I loved Coach List, not like that Trisher, he was an awsome Coach, he thought it was funny when I got a technical, and numerous fouls. He didn't find it funny when I almost broke a girl's nose. No, he was very frustrated at that.

Chapter 44

It is, It really Is.

Trisher and I were wandering, aimlessly, as per usual.

"I've been thinking." I said

"Oh my god!" Trisher yelled "It's the Apoc- Apoc, what's it called?"

"Apocolypse, and no, I was thinking about the song I sang. It coud've been worse."

"How so?"

"I have two songs in mind that, one's dirtier, and one's more annoying."

"What songs?"

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"... I guess..."

"Good. Get Ready!"

"Oh god, you're going to sing. Aren't you?"

I nodded my head.

"On a Monday, I am waiting ,"

"For Friday!" added Trisher

"On Tuesday, I am fading,"

"Waiting for LOST to come on, no doubt."

"By Wendsday, I can't sleep-"

"Becuase your watching LOST!"

"Then the phone rings, and I hear you. In the darkness is a clear view ,"

"You turned the light on and put your contacts in."

"Fine." I said "Be that way."

"What's the other one?"

I giggled "This is the dirty one."

"Fine."

"You make me want to La La, in the kitchen, on the floor, I'll be your French maid..."

"That is bad."

"Yeah, you can thank Megan for that song."

"Who sings those?"

"Ashlee Simpson, you know, the girl that lipsynced, then blamed her band?"

"Oh yeah, you told me about that."

"Yeah."

Then for once, we were both quiet.

"Omygod!" I said "Did we just have a lul in the conversation!"

"Yes!"

"Are we," I asked in a quiet voice "Are we, becoming bored of each other."

Trisher shook her head "No, trust me, Paige, around you, nothing is ever boring."

"I don't know, Mackenzie..."

"Mackenzie is a power hungry dictator, we decided that."

"You're right."

"So, what do we do now?"

"I want to sleep."

"You always want to sleep." Trisher rolled her eyes at me.

I yawned "So? I enjoy sleeping."

"Yeah, so much you almost slept through a fire drill."

"I almost forgot about that!" I laughed "That was bad."

"Fire?" Faramir and Boromir appeared behind us. "Where's the fire?"

"No fire." said Trisher "Just Paige admiting she has an unhealthy sleep pattern."

"I do not." I said

"Dude, you fell asleep during a fire drill. What if it was a real fire?"

"Well, I would have woken up."

"You could've died!" said Faramir

I just rolled my eyes. "You guys aren't my mother. If I choose to stay up till 3:00 one morning, and wake up at 6:00, that's how I sleep."

Trisher grinned suddenly, then went to a serious face. "Paige, I think you have a problem."

Uh-oh. NO WAY am I going through a Detox again. Or anything of that sort. Especially one provided by Trisher.

"No!" I said "No! I am fine."

"No," Trisher said "The first step is admiting the problem."

"I don't have a problem."

Boromir and Faramir looked at each other. "Denial." they both said.

"Fine, if I do, can I just skip to step 12? Spend 24 hours with my addiction? I think I can sleep for 24 hours."

"No," said Trisher "That's not the point, you have to go from 1 to 12. No skipping."

"Why me?" I whined

"We care about you." said Trisher, but I knew she wanted to burst laughing.

"Trisher." I said through gritted teeth. "Quit it. Now."

"I will not quit! I will not watch you become a hobo becuase of your addiction!"

"Dude, I have an irregular sleep pattern, I'm not a druggie, or an alchohalic. Like some here."

Trisher hit my arm.

"If you really want to care about some one, go see Emily, did you see her? She's gone Goth."

"No." said Boromir "You're our first project."

"Okay," said Trisher, "You two can help me. Why don't you go... do something."

So Faramir and Boromir ran off. As soon as they were out of site, Trisher burst out laughing.

"It's not funny!" I said,

"It is!" said Trisher "It really is!"

Inside joke about the alchohalic. You know, don't you Trisher?

BTY, I have nothing against Ashlee Simpson. Really, I don't. Nothing.