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No, Ray, Buses don't Naturally Bounce
The bus starts to bounce. And it is NOT because of Mikey's base. And what the HELL did Bob do while he was drunk?! Relatively boring chapter, but oh well. It has to be done. xD
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WARNING!! The following chapter contains material that refers to some sexual behaviors and/or actions and/or scenes. If you don't like it, don't read. If you're mature enough, ignore what I just blabbed on about and please keep on reading. ^^
o°~Mina-chan~°o
It's already been a month. Can you believe it? ONE. WHOLE. FUCKING. MONTH. And I wouldn't want it ANY other damn way! The guys are awesome, on stage AND off stage. It's like everyone's happier out of school. Not like I wouldn't understand; the OutKasts are finally part of The Big Thing. I can't wait to see their faces on the front of a magazine. Man, I will SO totally bust my ribs out!
I think I'll tear off the cover and have it laminated or something. You know, just for future laughs. Not that I thought that, in any ways, Gerard and I would stay together forever. But, hey, it'd be fun to come up to my kids one day and say "You know that guy? Well mommy once dated him!" And they'd be all "NOWAI!" and laugh and...
Well yeah. Mother at heart.
After a while of eating and talking with random bands(we got a few emails and phone numbers for the road), Gee, Ray and I made it back to the bus. Frankie and Bob said they had to go do some shopping, whatever for I do NOT know. And Mikey'd left early because he apparently forgot something back at the bus. Like hell WE believed him, but hey, he can do whatever he wants as long as it's... Well, not life-harming or whatever.
"...Why the shit's the bus rocking?" Ray asked, pointing said rocking bus. Which was OURS.
"Fuck...! Don't tell me-"
"HAH! Fuck. Literally." I laughed, bending over since it stung so damn much. That, and I was trying to catch my breath, too.
"BUT IT'S MIKEY!!!" Ray cried to the heavens, mourning the loss of the "Li'l Mikes Way". Oh well. It was BOUND to happen one day or an other.
For Mikey, it'd have been earlier. Like... at years old.
OKAY.
Not much earlier than the average, BUT WHATEVER!
"Should we go in...?" I asked, looking back from Ray(who was at my left) to Gerard(at my right).
"...To fuck with it. I've seen naked people before." Gee shrugged, pounding on the bus door like some kind of a madman. Which he was... But, whatever.
"Maybe that's a little too rough, man...." Ray sighed, TRYING to run a hair through his hair. "...Woah. I forgot the comb." He laughed, throwing it behind him.
I stifled my laughter a bit when I heard two people swearing inside; one of the voices was UNMISTAKEABLY Mikey's. The other one...? God knows. Well, I will, soon enough.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU-?!"
"Move, Kiddy, your step-sister needs her glasses." I shrugged, hopping up the stairs and shoving Mikey aside. Who was only dressed in a TOWEL.
Other girl wasn't that shabby either; long, curly black hair, with a few blue highlights. Light skin, but darker than Gee's. And covered by blankets.
"Yo" I greeted briefly as I kneeled in front of her to look around in my bags for the glasses case. "aHA! There you are you motherfuckin, case!" I cried victoriously, getting up again and extending my hand to... Uh, whoever she is.
"Name's Fye. Nice to meet you, person who slept with my step-brother!"
"A-Anna. Anna Belrith." She presented herself in return, shyly shaking my hand, her face turning redder by the second. And I thought it wasn't possible to be any redder when I saw her face when I came in!
"FYE! Ya done?!" Ray called from outside, and I opened a window(yes, there ARE window!) and slipped outside.
"Yep! Now I can-" I put on my glasses. "-SEE!! OMG, I can see EVERYTHING for MILES!!!" I gasped, looking around like a newborn kid.
"...Fye?"
"What up, love?"
"You're CRAZY."
"Not as much as my favorite Affro and Mass Murderer!!" laughed, happily bouncing off to god knows where. I was crazy like that, to throw myself around without knowing where the shit I was.
~~~~~~~~~~~*~
"MIKEY!"
"...Hm....?"
"ANNA'S ON THE PHONE FOR YOU!!"
Not even a SECOND after Bob had announced the girl's call had Mikey already shoved him away from the head of the bus, catching the phone before it fell.
"Hi Anna? ...Yeah, nice to hear you again, too..."
"Awwww!!!" I cooed, my head hanging upside down from one of the bunkers. "Look at how damn cute that is!"
"Shut uuuuup." Jamia snickered, covering my mouth with her hand. Mikey threw her an appreciative gaze, and I gave him the appreciative finger.
"Well what? Two lovebirds deserve to be alone."
"You, Frank, Gee and I don't seem to have that rule applied to US."
"You don't deserve to have it applied." Ray commented as he just passed between us, Jamia cracking up madly. I put my hand on her mouth.
"Two lovebirds deserve-"
"Oh shut the fuck up."
~~~~~~~~~~~*~
An other show, and other crazy day, more raging fans, more glares(from the rabid fangirls, since I 'stole their precious Gee!' Gawd), and even MORE drinking. But less smoking.
I woke up with a freakin' wicked hangover. And wicked, in the BAD way. My head was throbbing like my brain was imploding! Not EXploding. IMploding. As in, exploding on the inside. Which REALLY isn't a nice feeling, trust me. You never want your brain to explode inside-out.
"You as screwed as I am..?" I heard a voice groan beside me, and I grinned a little and the double meaning of that question. Seeing as I WAS naked. Under blankets, but still.
"Looks like it..." I shrugged, searching everywhere for a-
"Condom's here..." The voice grumbled again, and I hid back under the sheets and snuggled up to Gerard.
"You know I love you." I whispered, kissing his chin.
"I love fucking you, too." He snickered, his eyes still closed.
"HA. HA. Very funny." I grumbled again, snuggling closer, before voices boomed across the buss, and the door blew open.
Frank and Jamia swore somewhere in the bunkers, while Mikey sat up in the 'kitchen', after Bob crashed through the front door, followed by Ray, who seemed to be watching as if he'd fall down any second.
"Fucking beer." Bob growled, letting himself fall down on the couch opposite me and Gee.
"Literally." Ray snickered, looking down and Gerard and I.
"Shut the fuck up." He and I growled at the same time, before shooing the guys off so I could get up and get dressed.
~~~~~~~~~~~*~
"SO! What happened last night with you, eh?" I laughed, poking Bob some few hundred times.
"NOTHING! Okay? Leave me alone...!" He cried, in fake agony, as I perpetually poked him.
"Who was she? Where did it happen? Was it good? How did you-"
"NOTHING HAPPENED!!!"
"...You're boring Bob. I'll go annoy Ray now."
"NOOOOOOOO!"
"See, you're putting your best friend through endless agony."
o°~Mina-chan~°o
It's already been a month. Can you believe it? ONE. WHOLE. FUCKING. MONTH. And I wouldn't want it ANY other damn way! The guys are awesome, on stage AND off stage. It's like everyone's happier out of school. Not like I wouldn't understand; the OutKasts are finally part of The Big Thing. I can't wait to see their faces on the front of a magazine. Man, I will SO totally bust my ribs out!
I think I'll tear off the cover and have it laminated or something. You know, just for future laughs. Not that I thought that, in any ways, Gerard and I would stay together forever. But, hey, it'd be fun to come up to my kids one day and say "You know that guy? Well mommy once dated him!" And they'd be all "NOWAI!" and laugh and...
Well yeah. Mother at heart.
After a while of eating and talking with random bands(we got a few emails and phone numbers for the road), Gee, Ray and I made it back to the bus. Frankie and Bob said they had to go do some shopping, whatever for I do NOT know. And Mikey'd left early because he apparently forgot something back at the bus. Like hell WE believed him, but hey, he can do whatever he wants as long as it's... Well, not life-harming or whatever.
"...Why the shit's the bus rocking?" Ray asked, pointing said rocking bus. Which was OURS.
"Fuck...! Don't tell me-"
"HAH! Fuck. Literally." I laughed, bending over since it stung so damn much. That, and I was trying to catch my breath, too.
"BUT IT'S MIKEY!!!" Ray cried to the heavens, mourning the loss of the "Li'l Mikes Way". Oh well. It was BOUND to happen one day or an other.
For Mikey, it'd have been earlier. Like... at years old.
OKAY.
Not much earlier than the average, BUT WHATEVER!
"Should we go in...?" I asked, looking back from Ray(who was at my left) to Gerard(at my right).
"...To fuck with it. I've seen naked people before." Gee shrugged, pounding on the bus door like some kind of a madman. Which he was... But, whatever.
"Maybe that's a little too rough, man...." Ray sighed, TRYING to run a hair through his hair. "...Woah. I forgot the comb." He laughed, throwing it behind him.
I stifled my laughter a bit when I heard two people swearing inside; one of the voices was UNMISTAKEABLY Mikey's. The other one...? God knows. Well, I will, soon enough.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU-?!"
"Move, Kiddy, your step-sister needs her glasses." I shrugged, hopping up the stairs and shoving Mikey aside. Who was only dressed in a TOWEL.
Other girl wasn't that shabby either; long, curly black hair, with a few blue highlights. Light skin, but darker than Gee's. And covered by blankets.
"Yo" I greeted briefly as I kneeled in front of her to look around in my bags for the glasses case. "aHA! There you are you motherfuckin, case!" I cried victoriously, getting up again and extending my hand to... Uh, whoever she is.
"Name's Fye. Nice to meet you, person who slept with my step-brother!"
"A-Anna. Anna Belrith." She presented herself in return, shyly shaking my hand, her face turning redder by the second. And I thought it wasn't possible to be any redder when I saw her face when I came in!
"FYE! Ya done?!" Ray called from outside, and I opened a window(yes, there ARE window!) and slipped outside.
"Yep! Now I can-" I put on my glasses. "-SEE!! OMG, I can see EVERYTHING for MILES!!!" I gasped, looking around like a newborn kid.
"...Fye?"
"What up, love?"
"You're CRAZY."
"Not as much as my favorite Affro and Mass Murderer!!" laughed, happily bouncing off to god knows where. I was crazy like that, to throw myself around without knowing where the shit I was.
~~~~~~~~~~~*~
"MIKEY!"
"...Hm....?"
"ANNA'S ON THE PHONE FOR YOU!!"
Not even a SECOND after Bob had announced the girl's call had Mikey already shoved him away from the head of the bus, catching the phone before it fell.
"Hi Anna? ...Yeah, nice to hear you again, too..."
"Awwww!!!" I cooed, my head hanging upside down from one of the bunkers. "Look at how damn cute that is!"
"Shut uuuuup." Jamia snickered, covering my mouth with her hand. Mikey threw her an appreciative gaze, and I gave him the appreciative finger.
"Well what? Two lovebirds deserve to be alone."
"You, Frank, Gee and I don't seem to have that rule applied to US."
"You don't deserve to have it applied." Ray commented as he just passed between us, Jamia cracking up madly. I put my hand on her mouth.
"Two lovebirds deserve-"
"Oh shut the fuck up."
~~~~~~~~~~~*~
An other show, and other crazy day, more raging fans, more glares(from the rabid fangirls, since I 'stole their precious Gee!' Gawd), and even MORE drinking. But less smoking.
I woke up with a freakin' wicked hangover. And wicked, in the BAD way. My head was throbbing like my brain was imploding! Not EXploding. IMploding. As in, exploding on the inside. Which REALLY isn't a nice feeling, trust me. You never want your brain to explode inside-out.
"You as screwed as I am..?" I heard a voice groan beside me, and I grinned a little and the double meaning of that question. Seeing as I WAS naked. Under blankets, but still.
"Looks like it..." I shrugged, searching everywhere for a-
"Condom's here..." The voice grumbled again, and I hid back under the sheets and snuggled up to Gerard.
"You know I love you." I whispered, kissing his chin.
"I love fucking you, too." He snickered, his eyes still closed.
"HA. HA. Very funny." I grumbled again, snuggling closer, before voices boomed across the buss, and the door blew open.
Frank and Jamia swore somewhere in the bunkers, while Mikey sat up in the 'kitchen', after Bob crashed through the front door, followed by Ray, who seemed to be watching as if he'd fall down any second.
"Fucking beer." Bob growled, letting himself fall down on the couch opposite me and Gee.
"Literally." Ray snickered, looking down and Gerard and I.
"Shut the fuck up." He and I growled at the same time, before shooing the guys off so I could get up and get dressed.
~~~~~~~~~~~*~
"SO! What happened last night with you, eh?" I laughed, poking Bob some few hundred times.
"NOTHING! Okay? Leave me alone...!" He cried, in fake agony, as I perpetually poked him.
"Who was she? Where did it happen? Was it good? How did you-"
"NOTHING HAPPENED!!!"
"...You're boring Bob. I'll go annoy Ray now."
"NOOOOOOOO!"
"See, you're putting your best friend through endless agony."
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