Ch. 2

Courtney *POV*

Once everything was set up we all dropped onto the sofa and watched TV. We didn't really have that much furniture in the first place, so that helped. Our table was made out of cinderblocks and plywood and our chairs were fold out chairs we found in the back of some out door theatre.

"Ugh, I'm hungry. What do we have to eat?" Joe whined.

"I saw a pizza joint on the way here," Andy said flipping the channel.

"When? I didn't see one?" I asked hanging upside down on the couch.

"When you were alseep, using Pete's crotch as a pillow," Andy said sarcastically.

"Sorry Pete," I said looking over at him who was slotched in a chair.

He waved it off, "It's alright, really. Not gonna lie, turned me on a little," he said with a smirk.

I made a stink face and threw a pillow at him, "Ew, boo!" I could feel myself turning red.

He just laughed, "I see why you had an eye on her now Pat," giving Patrick a little nudge.

Patrick just glared at him and turned back to the TV. "Anyway, I could go for some pizza," he said desparate to change the subject.

"I second that motion!" Joe said bouncing up.

"I guess we're having pizza. Someone help me up," I said stretching out my arms. Andy rolled his eyes and yanked me up, almost sending me across the room. "Hey! Easy!"

Pete laughed, "You almost flung her out the window!"

"Yeah, almost," Andy said grabbing the keys to the van, "Let's go!"

We arrived at the pizza place and shuffled out of the van. It looked nice, dark brick walls and neon signs in the window. I opened the large green doors and I was hit with the smell of freshly baked pizza and beer from the tap. The place was pretty packed as I scanned the room, it seemed to be more of a family place than a bar. Kids were running around and hiding under tables.

"Looks like you'll fit in just right Pete," Joe said slapping Pete on the back.

"Fuck off," Pete said laughing, giving Joe a shove.

"Hey! Language! There's kids here!" A familiar voice called.

"Stella!" we all yelled.

She waltzed up to the front of the restaurant in a red and white striped uniform. She had a red headband on with a pizza slice on, keeping her curly brown hair back. With a matching red apron and white nurse shoes she looked like she belonged in a bad sitcom.

"Well, it must be fate! You kids are in town too?" Stella said hugging each one of us.

"Yeah, we got signed so we had to move into town," Patrick said with a proud smile.

"You're quartet worked! Oh I'm so proud of you chickadees! I remember when you all came in ordering chocolate shakes and french fries! How long ago was that?" She asked.

"Haha, too long ago. Thanks for letting us destroy your dinner Stella," I said.

"It was no problem honey. I enjoyed your company, you made me feel like I was 20 again!" she said doing a little twirl, with a dreamy look in her eyes. "Why don't I get you a seat, come on," she said motioning is to follow her.

She sat us at a booth in the back away from the kids and handed us menus, "Can we just take a pepperoni pizza?" I asked.

"Why sure honey, lemme guess cokes all around?" she said scribbling on her note pad.

"You know it," Pete said smirking.

"On the house, it's like I'm back at that dingy little dinner again," she said smiling and turning away.

"You got any quarters?" I said grabing Patrick's arm.

He laughed, "Why?"

"They have metal slug! That's like my favorite arcade game ever! You of all people should know that Trick."

He laughed again, "Fine, let's go play," he said sliding out of the booth.

"Yay!" I exclaimed as I hopped out of the booth and ran over to the arcade.

He caught up and shoved his hand in his pocket. He stood there for a moment digging through his pocket until he produced two quarters. He smiled as he inserted them into the machine and we picked our characters.

"I hope you've gotten better, cause I don't wanna have to save your ass like old times," I said smirking.

"Oh please if I remember, you were the one piggy backing on me," he said scoffing and pressing start.

"Fuck!" I said frustrated. I slammed my fist down on the game and blew a strand out of my face.

Patrick patted me on the back, "It's alright, you're probably just a little rusty," he said, his smile dripping with sarcasm.

"Whatever, I'm hungry," I said swating his hand away and walking back to the booth.

The other guys saw me approching and started laughing. "Awww what happened princess?" Andy said lauging.

"Yeah, you too Courtney you look mad," Joe said.

"Haha funny. At least I'm not the one with the disco queen afro," Patrick spat back at Joe.

Pete laughed even harder now, "Oohhh! Shots fired! You gonna take that from him Joey?" he said holding his stomach. Joe just slouched in his seat with his arms crossed. He looked like a kid who just got told he couldn't have candy.

We watched the TV and talked about stupid stuff until Stella brought the pizza over. She set it down and I could already smell how good it was. The guys didn't waste much time clawing for a slice.

"Oh my god, this is... delicious!" Pete said with a mouth full of pizza dough and cheese.

"It's Chicago style, deep dish is what they call it. Never tried it before, once I got my hands on a slice, oh, my knees went weak!" Stella said waving her hands in the air.

She left to take care of another coustomer while we finished up our dinner. It wasn't long before the tray was empty and we were all lounging around the booth.

"So what are you gonna do while we're out becoming rich and famous?" Joe said picking at his teeth.

"Hmmm, I was thinking about taking photography classes in college," I said.

"Maybe one day we'll hire you for a photoshoot," Patrick said smiling.

"Yeah, if you can afford me. I'm gonna be the best photographer in the biz," I said, sounding cocky.

They laughed, "Alright Courtney Powers, we'll see," Andy said. (Austin Powers refrence, for all you kids out there)

We paid and thanked Stella for the pizza and free drinks. She sent us home with another pizza for tomorrow, since we had just moved in town and had no kitchen really. We got home and all went along with our usual routine. I just flopped onto my bed and check my phone. I had gotten a text while I was out. It was from Frank.

Hey, so hows chicago? send me a pic of ur apartment!

Its cool i guess... havent really seen the whole town. but OMg the pizza here is amazballs!

so ive heard. how are the guys and their band thing goin. last time i heard they were already getting a record deal?

yeah, well no. they just got signed to do one little album. they are still pretty small om the music scene.

yeah my band has been taking off too, not to braaggggg

haha XD so wats ur guys name?

my chemical romace

wow thats sick! howd you come up with that?

mikes did, i think he saw some book with it on it

nice, so hows gerard?

he'll be pretty happy u asked. he talks about u a lot

he does?!

yeah, dont know y ur so surprised. he made it pretty clear he liked u

yeah but... wow still?

yep, anyway gotta go different time zones and things bye!

I put my phone back on a pile of boxes acting as my temporary nightstand. As I rested my head on my pillow I couldn't stop thinking about what Frank had said. Gerard still talked about me? The thought made my smile grown and my heart feel fuzzy. I closed my eyes and fell asleep with the image of Gerard and I back at the park.

Hey guys! Yeah sorry this chapter took so long to get out, I was having trouble setting up the story and getting the ball rolling. That's why this chapter pretty much sucks, it's just a filler getting everything ready for all the juicy stuff. I promise the story will get better, just bare with me here. Anywhore... Thnks Fr Rdng!