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It was quiet when Viola and Bob entered PBD's bus. Holding her hand tightly Bob was lead to Viola's bunk. They sat.
"I-I'm nerv...," Bob trailed off.
"Don't worry," Viola whispered taking his hand, "I'm just the same."
They went in; kissed briefly and then Bob pulled back shutting his eyes tightly,
"This is fast...too fast."
Viola looked at him, she wanted to rid Pete from her mind but Bob was right it was fast. Silence set in and the two sat their stewing in it. Viola broke in,
"Dinner," She stated.
"What?" Bob asked turning to her.
"You take me to dinner."
A small smile spread across Bob's lips; he got off Viola's Bunk,
"Do you like pizza? Gourmet Pizza?"
"Yeah I guess-."
Bob placed a large kiss on her head and bolted for the door; he turned,
"Tonight, six pm, my bus."
He left.
"Yeah okay," Viola replied to the empty bus.
Viola stood stretching shortly. She left her Bus and headed back to her band. They still sat at their merch tent signing things for fans. Viola took a hold of Carson and both left for a private chat.
"What's up?"
"Are we playing at six today?"
"No, but we play in 20 minutes."
"Okay good."
"Why?"
"Um...well."
"Viola?"
"Um..."
"Viola!"
"I have a date."
"What! With who!?"
"Shhutt up will ya?"
"Well who?"
"Bob..."
"..."
"What?"
"Pete?"
"Who cares about Pete?"
"No Pete! Like right behind you!"
"WHAT!?"
"Viola run."
Viola pushed past Carson and ran top speed. She heard a voice behind her,
"Viola wait!"
She kept moving she couldn't face him, not now. Not when Bob and her had a date, not now not now. She ran into a section for bands only, hiding amongst people. Viola backed right into Gerard having a smoke with Frank.
"Viola!" They exclaimed.
"Hey," she replied breathlessly.
"What's going on?" Frank asked taking a drag.
"Hide and seek."
"Interesting," Gerard commented.
"You playing with Carsin?" Frank said fumbling the name.
"No, Car/son/ is signing...it's kind of a one sided game."
"Ah," Gerard and Frank stated together.
"Against who?"
"Um, Pete..."
"Ha see Gerard, Pete's got the hotts for Viola too just like B-."
"Shut up," Gerard muttered punching Frank in the tummy lightly.
"It's fine Gerard," Viola said lightly, "We have a date tonight."
The two's eyes widened.
"With Pete?" Frank dumbly put forward.
Viola and Gerard both took a clean shot at Franks opposing arms.
"With Bob then?"
"Yeah, he's doing something with gourmet pizza."
"Oh," Frank sang on the ground which he'd inadvertently met after he was punched, "Yeah that's Bob's speciality."
Gerard smacked his forehead,
"Frank shut up...I think Bob would want it to be a surprise."
"Damn," Frank muttered, "I'm such an asshole."
Viola stifled a laugh as did Gerard.
"Frank," She smiled, "its okay."
"Viola!"
The threesome turned to see Carson running towards them he looked frantic.
"Oh shit," Viola yelled.
"We gotta go-."
"I know...bye Frank...bye Gerard."
With that she ran with Carson towards a stage.
"Do you think Bob will fight?"
"I don't know Frank."
"Viola would be his first love in a... long while."
"I don't know... Bob stopped fighting a long time ago."
"Gerard?"
"Yeah?"
"I think he's going to this time."
"Yeah...I think so too."
"I-I'm nerv...," Bob trailed off.
"Don't worry," Viola whispered taking his hand, "I'm just the same."
They went in; kissed briefly and then Bob pulled back shutting his eyes tightly,
"This is fast...too fast."
Viola looked at him, she wanted to rid Pete from her mind but Bob was right it was fast. Silence set in and the two sat their stewing in it. Viola broke in,
"Dinner," She stated.
"What?" Bob asked turning to her.
"You take me to dinner."
A small smile spread across Bob's lips; he got off Viola's Bunk,
"Do you like pizza? Gourmet Pizza?"
"Yeah I guess-."
Bob placed a large kiss on her head and bolted for the door; he turned,
"Tonight, six pm, my bus."
He left.
"Yeah okay," Viola replied to the empty bus.
Viola stood stretching shortly. She left her Bus and headed back to her band. They still sat at their merch tent signing things for fans. Viola took a hold of Carson and both left for a private chat.
"What's up?"
"Are we playing at six today?"
"No, but we play in 20 minutes."
"Okay good."
"Why?"
"Um...well."
"Viola?"
"Um..."
"Viola!"
"I have a date."
"What! With who!?"
"Shhutt up will ya?"
"Well who?"
"Bob..."
"..."
"What?"
"Pete?"
"Who cares about Pete?"
"No Pete! Like right behind you!"
"WHAT!?"
"Viola run."
Viola pushed past Carson and ran top speed. She heard a voice behind her,
"Viola wait!"
She kept moving she couldn't face him, not now. Not when Bob and her had a date, not now not now. She ran into a section for bands only, hiding amongst people. Viola backed right into Gerard having a smoke with Frank.
"Viola!" They exclaimed.
"Hey," she replied breathlessly.
"What's going on?" Frank asked taking a drag.
"Hide and seek."
"Interesting," Gerard commented.
"You playing with Carsin?" Frank said fumbling the name.
"No, Car/son/ is signing...it's kind of a one sided game."
"Ah," Gerard and Frank stated together.
"Against who?"
"Um, Pete..."
"Ha see Gerard, Pete's got the hotts for Viola too just like B-."
"Shut up," Gerard muttered punching Frank in the tummy lightly.
"It's fine Gerard," Viola said lightly, "We have a date tonight."
The two's eyes widened.
"With Pete?" Frank dumbly put forward.
Viola and Gerard both took a clean shot at Franks opposing arms.
"With Bob then?"
"Yeah, he's doing something with gourmet pizza."
"Oh," Frank sang on the ground which he'd inadvertently met after he was punched, "Yeah that's Bob's speciality."
Gerard smacked his forehead,
"Frank shut up...I think Bob would want it to be a surprise."
"Damn," Frank muttered, "I'm such an asshole."
Viola stifled a laugh as did Gerard.
"Frank," She smiled, "its okay."
"Viola!"
The threesome turned to see Carson running towards them he looked frantic.
"Oh shit," Viola yelled.
"We gotta go-."
"I know...bye Frank...bye Gerard."
With that she ran with Carson towards a stage.
"Do you think Bob will fight?"
"I don't know Frank."
"Viola would be his first love in a... long while."
"I don't know... Bob stopped fighting a long time ago."
"Gerard?"
"Yeah?"
"I think he's going to this time."
"Yeah...I think so too."
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