AAAAH!! Save me!! [I wanted to be a rockstar], chapter 2
I couldn't walk. Charlie had to practically drag my sorry ass home. Blue was crawling behind us, in the middle of the road. I couldn't believe it. Green Day coming to Brighton? The shittiest most 'upcoming' (yeah right, fucktard) town in the South East? It wasn't happening. We were all in so much shock. I got up and started running towards the block of appartments. We needed to sort out what we would play for the auditions.
"Blue! Make a list of all of our best songs. Charlie, make a list of any covers you think we could do."
"What about you?"
"Me? I'm making a cake..."
"Jesus christ. Ok covers...covers...err hows about 'Sugar, We're Going Down'? Or 'My Paper Heart'?"
"Whatever, Charlie. Just get working."
I picked up the flour and eggs and started making the biggest cake ever. As it was slowly browning in the oven, I poured the water in with the icing and sugar. Then a thought occured, A Green Day cake. A GREEN DAY CAKE!
I opened up the cobweb filled cupboard and started rooting around. Amongst the rusting tins of baked beans and the three years expired packets of gravy, I found a small bottle of green food dye, a tube full of black icing, and some red fondant icing. This was it. This was our big cake.
Two hours had passed. I had just finished icing the 'Y'. I slowly walked into the living room, I wanted this cake to be a surprise. Blue and Charlie were both lying on the sofa. Kissing. I ran back into the kitchen, hoping they hadn't noticed me. I put the cake down, picked up my jacket, and snuck out the door.
"One adult ticket to London, please."
"Are you sure you want to go to London, hon?"
"I'm fucking sure. Now give me the goddamn ticket!"
"Ok, ok. Chill. One adult ticket to London. Here you go."
"Thank you. Do you have a map too?"
"Look hon, I don't know who or what you think I am, but I just want to tell you this one thing."
"What...WHAT?!"
"Your train's leaving."
"Blue! Make a list of all of our best songs. Charlie, make a list of any covers you think we could do."
"What about you?"
"Me? I'm making a cake..."
"Jesus christ. Ok covers...covers...err hows about 'Sugar, We're Going Down'? Or 'My Paper Heart'?"
"Whatever, Charlie. Just get working."
I picked up the flour and eggs and started making the biggest cake ever. As it was slowly browning in the oven, I poured the water in with the icing and sugar. Then a thought occured, A Green Day cake. A GREEN DAY CAKE!
I opened up the cobweb filled cupboard and started rooting around. Amongst the rusting tins of baked beans and the three years expired packets of gravy, I found a small bottle of green food dye, a tube full of black icing, and some red fondant icing. This was it. This was our big cake.
Two hours had passed. I had just finished icing the 'Y'. I slowly walked into the living room, I wanted this cake to be a surprise. Blue and Charlie were both lying on the sofa. Kissing. I ran back into the kitchen, hoping they hadn't noticed me. I put the cake down, picked up my jacket, and snuck out the door.
"One adult ticket to London, please."
"Are you sure you want to go to London, hon?"
"I'm fucking sure. Now give me the goddamn ticket!"
"Ok, ok. Chill. One adult ticket to London. Here you go."
"Thank you. Do you have a map too?"
"Look hon, I don't know who or what you think I am, but I just want to tell you this one thing."
"What...WHAT?!"
"Your train's leaving."
