Say Cheese!, chapter 11
He looked in deep thought for a moment as I heard a dioor open somewhere in the apartment. Then a tall, red haried girl appeared.
"Oh!" she cried, looking pretty shocked, "Mike. Billie Joe. What are you guys doing here?"
I watched Mike blush a bright shade of scarlet. He swore he didn't fancy her. Whatever.
"My buddy, Michael here, crashed here last night with his sister. I arrived this morning to collect him."
She smiled at me then looked at Mike. He was still looking lovingly at her. Now she blushed. She adjust her pink top and straightened her denim skirt then entered the kitchen.
"Anyway... " she began, "I have to go meet my sister for lunch."
"Okay, see ya Alice."
She grinned, pulling her jacket off the hook on the wall and putting it on.
"Bye guys."
Then she left. Mike was still silent, gingerly sipping his third coffee of the morning.
"Just ask her."
He snapped out of his daydream and looked up at me.
"What?"
"Just ask her." I repeated.
"Ask who what?"
"Don't play the innocent with me. Ask her."
"Ask who what Bill? What the hell are you on?"
I shook my head knowingly.
**Mike's POV**
I knew damn well what he meant.
"Mike," he sighed, "You. Ask. Alice. Out. On. A. Date."
I grinned.
"No."
"Wha'! Why not!"
"She doesn't like me like that."
He gasped.
"Since when does the Mike-inator say that?"
I couldn't help but laugh.
"Shut up. I'm gonna go call John."
"Sure dude, but you might wanna try putting more clothes on first. Not everyone wants to see your so-called six pack."
"Oh, come on Bill, you know you want me."
He laughed as I walked to the phone and dialed John's number. After a couple of rings, a female voice filled my ears.
"Hello?" she giggled.
"Okay, John, what have I said about sucking helium?"
The girl laughed.
"Hold on, I'll just get him."
The was movement on the other end of the phone. Then John spoke.
"Who is it?"
"Mike."
"I can explain everything... "
"No need, as long as you had a good time."
He hesitated.
"Erm... since when have you been my mother?"
"Awww ... shucks." I joked.
"Yes mamma."
"Shut up. You wanna come round and practice today? That is, if you're not too busy."
**Cleo's POV**
How boring. Sat behind a counter for three bloody hours giving people food. Blah.
So, I sat there, elbows resting on the desk. At the same time, I was doodling on a piece of paper. A tattoo I was in the middle of designing. Suddenly someone spoke.
"Erm .. Hey?"
I looked up immediately and almost lost myself in some amazing blue eyes. I shook myself out of my daydream.
"Erm .. Hey, how can I help?"
"I'll have a burger and fries please."
"Sure, you wanna drink with that?"
"No thanks."
He handed me the money and I gave him his change.
"Thanks," he replied, hesitating as he read my name tag, "Please write name here."
As he realised what he'd just said and frowned, just as his burger arrived.
"Here's your burger thanks."
He smirked as he walked away. His brown hair was everywhere and he was wearing a black shirt. He turned around just as he reached the door and winked. I felt myself go a bright shade of red. I shook myself out of it and looked down at my tattoo. Then I noticed what he'd done. In the corner of the piece of paper, he'd drawn a small love heart with the word 'Tré' written in the middle.
"Oh!" she cried, looking pretty shocked, "Mike. Billie Joe. What are you guys doing here?"
I watched Mike blush a bright shade of scarlet. He swore he didn't fancy her. Whatever.
"My buddy, Michael here, crashed here last night with his sister. I arrived this morning to collect him."
She smiled at me then looked at Mike. He was still looking lovingly at her. Now she blushed. She adjust her pink top and straightened her denim skirt then entered the kitchen.
"Anyway... " she began, "I have to go meet my sister for lunch."
"Okay, see ya Alice."
She grinned, pulling her jacket off the hook on the wall and putting it on.
"Bye guys."
Then she left. Mike was still silent, gingerly sipping his third coffee of the morning.
"Just ask her."
He snapped out of his daydream and looked up at me.
"What?"
"Just ask her." I repeated.
"Ask who what?"
"Don't play the innocent with me. Ask her."
"Ask who what Bill? What the hell are you on?"
I shook my head knowingly.
**Mike's POV**
I knew damn well what he meant.
"Mike," he sighed, "You. Ask. Alice. Out. On. A. Date."
I grinned.
"No."
"Wha'! Why not!"
"She doesn't like me like that."
He gasped.
"Since when does the Mike-inator say that?"
I couldn't help but laugh.
"Shut up. I'm gonna go call John."
"Sure dude, but you might wanna try putting more clothes on first. Not everyone wants to see your so-called six pack."
"Oh, come on Bill, you know you want me."
He laughed as I walked to the phone and dialed John's number. After a couple of rings, a female voice filled my ears.
"Hello?" she giggled.
"Okay, John, what have I said about sucking helium?"
The girl laughed.
"Hold on, I'll just get him."
The was movement on the other end of the phone. Then John spoke.
"Who is it?"
"Mike."
"I can explain everything... "
"No need, as long as you had a good time."
He hesitated.
"Erm... since when have you been my mother?"
"Awww ... shucks." I joked.
"Yes mamma."
"Shut up. You wanna come round and practice today? That is, if you're not too busy."
**Cleo's POV**
How boring. Sat behind a counter for three bloody hours giving people food. Blah.
So, I sat there, elbows resting on the desk. At the same time, I was doodling on a piece of paper. A tattoo I was in the middle of designing. Suddenly someone spoke.
"Erm .. Hey?"
I looked up immediately and almost lost myself in some amazing blue eyes. I shook myself out of my daydream.
"Erm .. Hey, how can I help?"
"I'll have a burger and fries please."
"Sure, you wanna drink with that?"
"No thanks."
He handed me the money and I gave him his change.
"Thanks," he replied, hesitating as he read my name tag, "Please write name here."
As he realised what he'd just said and frowned, just as his burger arrived.
"Here's your burger thanks."
He smirked as he walked away. His brown hair was everywhere and he was wearing a black shirt. He turned around just as he reached the door and winked. I felt myself go a bright shade of red. I shook myself out of it and looked down at my tattoo. Then I noticed what he'd done. In the corner of the piece of paper, he'd drawn a small love heart with the word 'Tré' written in the middle.
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