Tré's Magical Adventure, chapter 12
Tré climbed out of the shower and grabbed a towel from the rack beside him. He walked out of the bathroom, rubbing his hair. He was drying himself for at least five minutes before he realised that someone was watching him. His first thought that it was Mary and his heart skipped a beat. He turned around. "Oh... It's you," he said and his face dropped. Then realising who it was quickly and clumsily wrapped his towel around himself. "Why are you in my room?" he asked. Jason White got off the bed.
"I came to tell you something."
"Did you have to tell me now? I was just in the shower could you give me a few minutes?" Tré said hotly. Jason walked over to the door. "Come back in five minutes, we can talk then," said Tré forcing Jason out the door. Tré looked around frantically looking for something to wear. He picked up the pants that he had been wearing the night before. He got out a clean shirt and slipped that on. He finished drying his hair and went into the bathroom to look for his hair gel.
Just as he was straightening his mohawk there was a knock at the door. Tré sighed and went to answer it. "What do you want?" he said gruffly. "Oh Mary come in."
"Are you sure? I am not interrupting anything?" she asked looking at his lopsided mohawk.
"No it's fine come in." She smiled and followed him in.
"Sit down," said Tré indicating to the bed. She sat down and brushed back her red hair.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to go out again tonight." She gave him a weak smile.
"Ya sure, but do you really want to go out again with me? I mean I was kind of clumsy," Tré replied scratching the back of his neck nervously.
"Of course I do," she said rubbing his arm. "Be ready at eight, I heard of a nice restaurant." She got off the bed and walked to the door. "Oh and wear something pretty," she said and walked down the hall. Tré had just began fixing his mohawk when there was another knock on the door.
"Yes?" called Tré from the bathroom.
"It's Jason, can we talk now?" Jason called back.
"Ya surem" said Tré coming out of the bathroom. "What's up?" asked Tré. Jason shut the door.
"Tré I have been feeling this way for a while now." Tré raised an eyebrow. "Well," said Jason sitting down heavily on the bed. "I think I love you." Tré's jaw dropped and so did the bottle of hair gel that he was still holding.
"You what?" he mumbled.
"I love you!" Jason repeated.
"Where is this coming from?" asked Tré, still in shock.
"I don't know I just do."
"I don't think it is going to work out Jason," said Tré.
"Why not?" asked Jason, rising from the bed. "You and Mike were together."
"Ya but that was different," replied Tré.
"No it wasn't, he is a guy too" Jason whimpered.
"Ya but I loved him," said Tré fighting back tears. He was always sad when he thought about Mike lately. "The only guy I have ever liked was Mike. And I don't think that there will be another," said Tré turning away to whip his tears. "Anyway me and Mary are sort of together now."
"Oh well I am happy for you two but I think there is something you should know about Mary," said Jason.
"What?" asked Tré getting suspicious.
"If I told you, you would say I was a liar," replied Jason, getting up to leave. "But think about you and me. I think it would work," he said walking towards the door.
"No it wouldn't Jason, you only say that coz you want to be in the band. That's all it is isn't Jason?" he said gruffly.
"Ya you're right," said Jason leaving Tré to fix his mohawk.
"I came to tell you something."
"Did you have to tell me now? I was just in the shower could you give me a few minutes?" Tré said hotly. Jason walked over to the door. "Come back in five minutes, we can talk then," said Tré forcing Jason out the door. Tré looked around frantically looking for something to wear. He picked up the pants that he had been wearing the night before. He got out a clean shirt and slipped that on. He finished drying his hair and went into the bathroom to look for his hair gel.
Just as he was straightening his mohawk there was a knock at the door. Tré sighed and went to answer it. "What do you want?" he said gruffly. "Oh Mary come in."
"Are you sure? I am not interrupting anything?" she asked looking at his lopsided mohawk.
"No it's fine come in." She smiled and followed him in.
"Sit down," said Tré indicating to the bed. She sat down and brushed back her red hair.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to go out again tonight." She gave him a weak smile.
"Ya sure, but do you really want to go out again with me? I mean I was kind of clumsy," Tré replied scratching the back of his neck nervously.
"Of course I do," she said rubbing his arm. "Be ready at eight, I heard of a nice restaurant." She got off the bed and walked to the door. "Oh and wear something pretty," she said and walked down the hall. Tré had just began fixing his mohawk when there was another knock on the door.
"Yes?" called Tré from the bathroom.
"It's Jason, can we talk now?" Jason called back.
"Ya surem" said Tré coming out of the bathroom. "What's up?" asked Tré. Jason shut the door.
"Tré I have been feeling this way for a while now." Tré raised an eyebrow. "Well," said Jason sitting down heavily on the bed. "I think I love you." Tré's jaw dropped and so did the bottle of hair gel that he was still holding.
"You what?" he mumbled.
"I love you!" Jason repeated.
"Where is this coming from?" asked Tré, still in shock.
"I don't know I just do."
"I don't think it is going to work out Jason," said Tré.
"Why not?" asked Jason, rising from the bed. "You and Mike were together."
"Ya but that was different," replied Tré.
"No it wasn't, he is a guy too" Jason whimpered.
"Ya but I loved him," said Tré fighting back tears. He was always sad when he thought about Mike lately. "The only guy I have ever liked was Mike. And I don't think that there will be another," said Tré turning away to whip his tears. "Anyway me and Mary are sort of together now."
"Oh well I am happy for you two but I think there is something you should know about Mary," said Jason.
"What?" asked Tré getting suspicious.
"If I told you, you would say I was a liar," replied Jason, getting up to leave. "But think about you and me. I think it would work," he said walking towards the door.
"No it wouldn't Jason, you only say that coz you want to be in the band. That's all it is isn't Jason?" he said gruffly.
"Ya you're right," said Jason leaving Tré to fix his mohawk.
