DIE A BELIEVER – CHAPTER 9 – I DO NOT
I'm sorry guys, it's 1 in the morning, and yesterday was a really really shitty day. I assure you that next chapter will have all the appropriate responses to yr reviews, but I really cant do it today. I really really appreciate all the time you guys spent reviewing though, and love you all.
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Here it is, another very short chapter, but you get it early, and it needed to be here.
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#####DENI#####
It was 5:31 in the morning.
And I felt like I was waking up on the wrong side of the sunrise, despite never sleeping.
I pushed my hair out of my eyes, and thought about last night.
After the concert, we had headed to my mom's house, taking all the stuff I needed.
I mean, like I was sharing Maia's clothes.
And it was really cool, mom was fine with it and everything, it's not like she cared anyway.
She had enough shit going on in her life at the moment.
Getting back to the main point.
We had a very interesting car trip to my house, embarrassing as it was.
By we, I meant Sonny, Bass boy, and I.
The rest had gone back to the hotel.
Shaun and Maia had offered to come, but, watching them give each other goopy eyes was pretty nauseating.
I mean seriously, sick bag anyone?
Instead, I had been able to spend the whole car trip with Bass boy (Andy) and Sonny, our designated driver.
I won't bore you with all the details, just give you an example of what I sat through:
Me: I know who you are now, you're Andy.
Andy: Yep, but you can call me Sex God.
Me: Pssh, Bass boy, you're not that good.
Andy: That's not what your mother said.
Me: Rolls eyes. It's what I said though. Even my grandma's hotter than you.
Andy: Want a bet? You know you like it, after all, you've got my shirt.
Me: Yuck! *throws shirt at him* You can have it.
Andy: *gives me back shirt* you can keep it, and sniff it.
Me: Don't want it. And why on earth would I sniff it?
Andy: Well, so we could be best friends. And to remind you of how much you love me.
Me: I don't love you (this is where i start laughing)
Andy: You know you do.
Me: Don't
Andy: Do
Me: Don't
Andy: Do
Me: Don't
Andy: Do
Me: Don't
Andy: Do + 1 to whatever you say.
Me: No way, I Don't!
Andy: Do.
Sonny: SHUT UP!
Me: Don't.
On the way back, It was pretty much the same deal.
Andy and I argued over my choice of shirts.
Seriously, what was wrong with a Spiderman tshirt?
We spent the trip in a pretty energized manner, and I got to know the two a bit better than before.
Not well enough to fall asleep on one of them though, which, you guessed it, I did anyway.
Bit creepy really, falling asleep on Andy.
Speshly when I woke up to him grinning.
He was cute but, I'd give him that.
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When I got to the hotel, Maia was still awake, so we talked.
And I don't mean brief chit chat, I mean we talked.
I think we spent about 4 and a half hours talking.
About her, about me, about her dog, Parker, and about our future.
Maia wasn't sure, because she was home schooled, things were kinda awkward for her, especially seeing as her mom and dad were divorced.
Music was everything to her though.
I was sure, I was going to go to University, to do Marketing.
In a year or so, that was if my musical career didn't pick up.
There just wasn't that many bands out there which were about music.
Everything is image these days.
I suppose, even if things were about the music, bands might not want me.
I wasn't that ace at singing, which, is why I was only backups, because apparently my voice was too low.
Maia was good though, even if she wasn't sure about her future, I knew it would be something to do with Music.
But enough about the future.
We were in the now.
We were with the band.
And we were friends, that was awesome.
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A/N* Yawn. So who else hates school?
Sorry, really for the superbly lame and short chapter.
How about a joke?
Why did the mirror cross the road?
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To See itself!
BAHAHAHAHAHA!