All For The Love Of A Cereal Prize, chapter 3
"Best three outta five?", whined Tré'.
"Yup! I won fair and square! Serve's ya right for taking on a smarty champ, three years running.", said Charlie, holding up three fingers. An unpleasant man stuck his head 'round the door, "Five minutes boys.", finished the man walking off.
"Pffffttttt!!!! Boys! 19 years old is not a boy! That's a young adult damn it !", yelled Mike.
"How old are you BJ?", asked Kat.
"19. You?", asked Billie Joe.
"We're all 18.", replied Kat. "Cool. Well we better get our shit together and go to do our thing.", said Billie Joe, picking up his guitar.
"Good luck.", said Frankie.
"We don't need it, started Tré', Crap! Where are my drumsticks?", finished Tré', now franticly searching for them.
"Here.", said Charlie, handing the drumsticks to Tré'.
"Thanks.", grinned Tré'. The three men left the room.
"I think Charlie likes Tré'.", said Frankie, slyly. Charlie blushed.
"OH!!! Charlie loves Tré'!", said Kat, in a sing-song voice.
"Maybe just a little bit.", said Charlie, continuing to turn red. Charlie lead her two friends out of the room.
Half an hour later the guys finished playing. "What'd ya think?", asked Billie Joe.
"Best show I have seen in ages! You guy rock!", said Kat. The three guys looked very proud of themselves.
"So where are you guys staying?", asked Kat. Mike and Billie Joe looked at Tré.
"Um...Well...The thing about that is...", stuttered Tré, trailing off.
"Well from Tré's stunned silence I guess that means a gutter.", said Billie Joe.
"You can crash at our's if ya want.", said Charlie, desperate to get her new crush out of trouble.
"Cool. Thanks.", said the three guys, grinning broadly.
"Yup! I won fair and square! Serve's ya right for taking on a smarty champ, three years running.", said Charlie, holding up three fingers. An unpleasant man stuck his head 'round the door, "Five minutes boys.", finished the man walking off.
"Pffffttttt!!!! Boys! 19 years old is not a boy! That's a young adult damn it !", yelled Mike.
"How old are you BJ?", asked Kat.
"19. You?", asked Billie Joe.
"We're all 18.", replied Kat. "Cool. Well we better get our shit together and go to do our thing.", said Billie Joe, picking up his guitar.
"Good luck.", said Frankie.
"We don't need it, started Tré', Crap! Where are my drumsticks?", finished Tré', now franticly searching for them.
"Here.", said Charlie, handing the drumsticks to Tré'.
"Thanks.", grinned Tré'. The three men left the room.
"I think Charlie likes Tré'.", said Frankie, slyly. Charlie blushed.
"OH!!! Charlie loves Tré'!", said Kat, in a sing-song voice.
"Maybe just a little bit.", said Charlie, continuing to turn red. Charlie lead her two friends out of the room.
Half an hour later the guys finished playing. "What'd ya think?", asked Billie Joe.
"Best show I have seen in ages! You guy rock!", said Kat. The three guys looked very proud of themselves.
"So where are you guys staying?", asked Kat. Mike and Billie Joe looked at Tré.
"Um...Well...The thing about that is...", stuttered Tré, trailing off.
"Well from Tré's stunned silence I guess that means a gutter.", said Billie Joe.
"You can crash at our's if ya want.", said Charlie, desperate to get her new crush out of trouble.
"Cool. Thanks.", said the three guys, grinning broadly.
