Blue Crush Is Our Name...And Don't You Fucking Wear It Out, chapter 16
After I talked to Mike on the phone, I turned the TV on and flicked channels for awhile.
"Viva La Bam rerun... News... Jimmy Falconson Standoff..."
After seeing that, I thought for a minute.
"Wait, that's Jimmy!"
I immediately flipped back to the channel to see Jimmy's house on TV. A whole bunch of CSI's including Nick and Catherine, were standing outside, along with the SWAT team.
"COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP JIMMY!" a SWAT team member yelled into a megaphone. (I love megaphones... They're so cool! And very loud... Kinda like me... Anyways... )
"Go to hell you old bastards!" I heard him yell.
After he yelled that, they stormed the house, breaking windows and kicking down doors. After a few minutes, they dragged Jimmy out of the house in handcuffs. Not even two minutes after that was shown on TV, the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey babe. I just saw something that you'll like on tv."
"Was it the thing about Jimmy? Because I saw it too! And yes, I'm thrilled because I know they'll put him in jail and he won't hurt me again."
"Yea, that's what I saw. And they better put him in jail. If not, I'll beat his ass until his legs fall off.
"Thanks Mike. Actually, that would be quite entertaining to watch Jimmy being beaten by you."
"No prob. It would be kinda fun to beat him. Normally I'm not a violent person, but he's taken this too far."
"Definately. Well, I hate to cut you off, but I'm really tired. I think I'm gonna go to sleep now."
"Ok no problem babe. I'll talk to you in the morning."
"I love you Mike"
"Love you too"
I hung up, and did a random little dance thingy. It was kinda cool, kinda pointless, kinda random and very painful at the same time. After that, I decided to actually go to sleep. I was so tired that I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
I woke up the next morning to find some doctors poking and prodding at me.
"Hey, sorry we woke you up. Just doing a final check-up. Then you can go home."
"Oh, don't worry about it. I probably would've woken up in a few minutes anyways."
"Ok, everything seems fine. You can go home anytime you want today."
"Ok, thanks alot."
"No problem."
As soon as they left, I called Mike with the good news.
"Hello"
"Hey Mike"
"Hey babe. What's up?"
"Well, the doctors just finished their little check-up thing, and they said I could go home whenever I want to."
"Really! That's great! I'll be there to pick you up in 15 minutes."
"It's ok Mike. Take your time."
"Ok, I'll see ya in a bit "
"Ok bye Mike. I love you"
"Love you too."
After hanging up, I packed up all my stuff, then lazily flopped back down onto the bed again. I was still really tired, so I ended up falling asleep again. I woke up a few hours later, to find Mike sleeping in the chair beside me. I got up and went and nudged him on the shoulder.
"Mike... Wake up."
"Hmm... What?"
"Wake up hun."
"Hey babe. Sorry I fell asleep."
"It's ok, I was sleeping anyways. How long have you been here?"
"Maybe 2 hours."
"You should've woken me up! That must have been boring sitting there."
"I didn't want to wake you up though. You looked so peaceful."
"Aww.. Thanks Mike. Wanna get going?"
"Sure, but can we go to Starbucks on the way home?"
"Sure, I could use some good coffee. The coffee here is shit."
"I'm sure."
We grabbed my stuff and walked out into the hall. We walked past the nurses' station, and I notice Dr Brass standing there. Mike and I went to talk to him for a sec.
"Hey Dr Brass. Thanks for everything."
"No problem. I'm glad to see you walking out of here. Now don't come back. I don't want to see you for a long time. No offence, but I'm sure you caught my drift."
"Yea, I did actually. Thanks again"
"Ok see ya later."
After speaking to him, we finally made it outside to Mike's BMW.
"Holy fuck. If I'm stuck in there for a minute longer, I think I'll hurl."
"No shit. You've been in there WAY too much lately. I think you've been in there more in the past month than I have my whole life."
"I'm pretty sure too."
"Yea. Do you want me to drop you off at the hotel? Or do you want to stay with me?"
"I'll stay with you for sure. How could I pass up staying with my SM?"
"What the fuck is a SM?"
"Oh shit... I didn't mean to say that... It's an old inside joke that Kelsey, Jaymie and I have had since we were 13."
"Aww come on! Tell me!"
"Ok fine... It's embarrasing as fuck... But why not? Ok, we all got Bullet In A Bible that year for Christmas. So during the holidays, we had a sleepover and watched it 4 times. I drank WAY to much pop, so I was on a massive sugar high. It was soooo fun! But anyways, I said something about you being sexy, and Kelsey had just finished saying something about muffins. So they decided that you were my SM, which stands for sex muffin."
Mike just sat there, buggy eyed for a minute, then started laughing hysterically.
"That's probably the wierdest thing anyone has called me!"
"Well, I have to say, we were strange children/teenagers. And we still are."
"I don't think so, I think you're perfect. Or maybe we're both strange. I dunno."
"Thanks?" I said laughing.
"No problem babe." he said, and pecked me on the cheek.
We started driving, and eventually came across a Starbucks.
"WOOHOO! Coffee! I've been so deprived of good coffee lately." I yelled.
"Wow, I'm not so sure. You're pretty hyper to me."
"I still drank the hospital coffee. But it was pretty shitty. Hey cool! I rhymed!"
"You're such a nerd. But that's why I love ya."
"Once again, more strange compliments Mike."
"I'm a strange person."
"I noticed."
"Hey!"
"Hey Ya! I like that song..."
"Oh, and you're not strange?"
"No, I outgrew that. Now I'm just random."
We drove up to the little speaker thingy.
"Welcome to Starbucks, may I take your order?" the Starbucks guy said.
"Hey John. I'd like the usual please. Oh, and a tall Caramel Marchiato."
"Sure Mike, that'll be 5. 99"
"Thanks man."
We drove to the window thingy and waited behind this stupid person that was taking for-fucking-ever. I think they bought every kind of coffee existant in there.
"Mike, how often do you come here?"
"A couple times a day. Why?"
"That explains how you personally know the staff. You're like my mother. She knows everyone, everywhere she goes. It's kinda wierd."
"I'm sure. Am I only comparable to your mom in that way? Because I'm hoping I don't look like her or something. Not saying she's ugly, but if I looked like a woman, it would be pretty creppy. Because I'm not even trying."
"Jeez Mike. You're random."
We finally got our coffee and drove back to Mike's house. We arrived and went into the house, which was massive and well-kept. We opened the door.
"SUPRISE! WELCOME HOME SHEEBS!"
"Hey guys! Thanks alot! Mike, did you know about this?"
"Yup. That's why I didn't wake you up at the hospital. I was hoping you'd be sleeping. If not, I would've had to keep you occupied until now. And that's pretty difficult, since your attention span is so small."
"Hey! It's true, but still. Holy shit... It's a massive picture of Stanley The Chicken!"
"See, I prove my point."
"But Stanley is so cool! I idolized you and Stanley when I was younger. I randomly yelled STANLEY THE CHICKEN everywere I went. And I still do at times... STANLEY THE CHICKEN!"
"Holy shit, you drank too much coffee."
"Oh well. Being hyper is good." I said laughing.
We just randomly talked about random stuff for the rest of the night. We got really loaded too.
"Billie, stop dancing on the table before you hurt yourself!" said Adie, being the only one sober.
"But fun I'm having!" he answered.
"HA! You sound like that ugly little green guy from Star Wars... Yoda. I hate those movies, too boring."
"Ahh shut up Shelby."
"I don't wanna."
"Fine! Don't then! I'm leaving."
"Fucking drama queen."
"She's right you know." Mike said.
"Of course I am." I replyed.
We did some stupid stuff, and I eventually passed out on the floor beside my SM. (I seem to have a tendancy to pass out on the floor. I should be a person that passes out on floors to see if they're comfy or not. )
"Viva La Bam rerun... News... Jimmy Falconson Standoff..."
After seeing that, I thought for a minute.
"Wait, that's Jimmy!"
I immediately flipped back to the channel to see Jimmy's house on TV. A whole bunch of CSI's including Nick and Catherine, were standing outside, along with the SWAT team.
"COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP JIMMY!" a SWAT team member yelled into a megaphone. (I love megaphones... They're so cool! And very loud... Kinda like me... Anyways... )
"Go to hell you old bastards!" I heard him yell.
After he yelled that, they stormed the house, breaking windows and kicking down doors. After a few minutes, they dragged Jimmy out of the house in handcuffs. Not even two minutes after that was shown on TV, the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey babe. I just saw something that you'll like on tv."
"Was it the thing about Jimmy? Because I saw it too! And yes, I'm thrilled because I know they'll put him in jail and he won't hurt me again."
"Yea, that's what I saw. And they better put him in jail. If not, I'll beat his ass until his legs fall off.
"Thanks Mike. Actually, that would be quite entertaining to watch Jimmy being beaten by you."
"No prob. It would be kinda fun to beat him. Normally I'm not a violent person, but he's taken this too far."
"Definately. Well, I hate to cut you off, but I'm really tired. I think I'm gonna go to sleep now."
"Ok no problem babe. I'll talk to you in the morning."
"I love you Mike"
"Love you too"
I hung up, and did a random little dance thingy. It was kinda cool, kinda pointless, kinda random and very painful at the same time. After that, I decided to actually go to sleep. I was so tired that I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
I woke up the next morning to find some doctors poking and prodding at me.
"Hey, sorry we woke you up. Just doing a final check-up. Then you can go home."
"Oh, don't worry about it. I probably would've woken up in a few minutes anyways."
"Ok, everything seems fine. You can go home anytime you want today."
"Ok, thanks alot."
"No problem."
As soon as they left, I called Mike with the good news.
"Hello"
"Hey Mike"
"Hey babe. What's up?"
"Well, the doctors just finished their little check-up thing, and they said I could go home whenever I want to."
"Really! That's great! I'll be there to pick you up in 15 minutes."
"It's ok Mike. Take your time."
"Ok, I'll see ya in a bit "
"Ok bye Mike. I love you"
"Love you too."
After hanging up, I packed up all my stuff, then lazily flopped back down onto the bed again. I was still really tired, so I ended up falling asleep again. I woke up a few hours later, to find Mike sleeping in the chair beside me. I got up and went and nudged him on the shoulder.
"Mike... Wake up."
"Hmm... What?"
"Wake up hun."
"Hey babe. Sorry I fell asleep."
"It's ok, I was sleeping anyways. How long have you been here?"
"Maybe 2 hours."
"You should've woken me up! That must have been boring sitting there."
"I didn't want to wake you up though. You looked so peaceful."
"Aww.. Thanks Mike. Wanna get going?"
"Sure, but can we go to Starbucks on the way home?"
"Sure, I could use some good coffee. The coffee here is shit."
"I'm sure."
We grabbed my stuff and walked out into the hall. We walked past the nurses' station, and I notice Dr Brass standing there. Mike and I went to talk to him for a sec.
"Hey Dr Brass. Thanks for everything."
"No problem. I'm glad to see you walking out of here. Now don't come back. I don't want to see you for a long time. No offence, but I'm sure you caught my drift."
"Yea, I did actually. Thanks again"
"Ok see ya later."
After speaking to him, we finally made it outside to Mike's BMW.
"Holy fuck. If I'm stuck in there for a minute longer, I think I'll hurl."
"No shit. You've been in there WAY too much lately. I think you've been in there more in the past month than I have my whole life."
"I'm pretty sure too."
"Yea. Do you want me to drop you off at the hotel? Or do you want to stay with me?"
"I'll stay with you for sure. How could I pass up staying with my SM?"
"What the fuck is a SM?"
"Oh shit... I didn't mean to say that... It's an old inside joke that Kelsey, Jaymie and I have had since we were 13."
"Aww come on! Tell me!"
"Ok fine... It's embarrasing as fuck... But why not? Ok, we all got Bullet In A Bible that year for Christmas. So during the holidays, we had a sleepover and watched it 4 times. I drank WAY to much pop, so I was on a massive sugar high. It was soooo fun! But anyways, I said something about you being sexy, and Kelsey had just finished saying something about muffins. So they decided that you were my SM, which stands for sex muffin."
Mike just sat there, buggy eyed for a minute, then started laughing hysterically.
"That's probably the wierdest thing anyone has called me!"
"Well, I have to say, we were strange children/teenagers. And we still are."
"I don't think so, I think you're perfect. Or maybe we're both strange. I dunno."
"Thanks?" I said laughing.
"No problem babe." he said, and pecked me on the cheek.
We started driving, and eventually came across a Starbucks.
"WOOHOO! Coffee! I've been so deprived of good coffee lately." I yelled.
"Wow, I'm not so sure. You're pretty hyper to me."
"I still drank the hospital coffee. But it was pretty shitty. Hey cool! I rhymed!"
"You're such a nerd. But that's why I love ya."
"Once again, more strange compliments Mike."
"I'm a strange person."
"I noticed."
"Hey!"
"Hey Ya! I like that song..."
"Oh, and you're not strange?"
"No, I outgrew that. Now I'm just random."
We drove up to the little speaker thingy.
"Welcome to Starbucks, may I take your order?" the Starbucks guy said.
"Hey John. I'd like the usual please. Oh, and a tall Caramel Marchiato."
"Sure Mike, that'll be 5. 99"
"Thanks man."
We drove to the window thingy and waited behind this stupid person that was taking for-fucking-ever. I think they bought every kind of coffee existant in there.
"Mike, how often do you come here?"
"A couple times a day. Why?"
"That explains how you personally know the staff. You're like my mother. She knows everyone, everywhere she goes. It's kinda wierd."
"I'm sure. Am I only comparable to your mom in that way? Because I'm hoping I don't look like her or something. Not saying she's ugly, but if I looked like a woman, it would be pretty creppy. Because I'm not even trying."
"Jeez Mike. You're random."
We finally got our coffee and drove back to Mike's house. We arrived and went into the house, which was massive and well-kept. We opened the door.
"SUPRISE! WELCOME HOME SHEEBS!"
"Hey guys! Thanks alot! Mike, did you know about this?"
"Yup. That's why I didn't wake you up at the hospital. I was hoping you'd be sleeping. If not, I would've had to keep you occupied until now. And that's pretty difficult, since your attention span is so small."
"Hey! It's true, but still. Holy shit... It's a massive picture of Stanley The Chicken!"
"See, I prove my point."
"But Stanley is so cool! I idolized you and Stanley when I was younger. I randomly yelled STANLEY THE CHICKEN everywere I went. And I still do at times... STANLEY THE CHICKEN!"
"Holy shit, you drank too much coffee."
"Oh well. Being hyper is good." I said laughing.
We just randomly talked about random stuff for the rest of the night. We got really loaded too.
"Billie, stop dancing on the table before you hurt yourself!" said Adie, being the only one sober.
"But fun I'm having!" he answered.
"HA! You sound like that ugly little green guy from Star Wars... Yoda. I hate those movies, too boring."
"Ahh shut up Shelby."
"I don't wanna."
"Fine! Don't then! I'm leaving."
"Fucking drama queen."
"She's right you know." Mike said.
"Of course I am." I replyed.
We did some stupid stuff, and I eventually passed out on the floor beside my SM. (I seem to have a tendancy to pass out on the floor. I should be a person that passes out on floors to see if they're comfy or not. )
