Whatever Happens..., chapter 2
I let Milo inside and he was greeted by Sooty, my other dog who was a black Lab. I checked no-one was in and went to my room and looked at my black crafter cruiser and then at my drum kit.
"DRUMS" I yelled running towards my drum kit and just banging the hell out of them in no particular beat. I didn't stop until I heard Sooty howling, I knew that when Sooty howled it meant that the phone was ringing or there were fireworks going off. I sprung out from behind my drum kit and darted at the phone.
PHONE CONVERSATION:
Both: Hey!
Tre: Um.... I called!
Bethan: Um,yeah. Do you wanna come over?
Tre: Where do you live?
Bethan: Right across the road from the park.
Tre: Ok, I be right over do you want me to bring anything?
Bethan: Don't need to, just yourself.
Tre: WHAT ABOUT MY CLOTHES?
Bethan: Better off with them, ok? bye!
Tre: See ya'!
Now I felt even more happy and Milo lay asleep next to Sooty all curled up.
"Awwww!" I whispered softly and the door bell went so I got off my ass and answered it.
"Hey Tre!" I yelled hugging him.
"Hi, I brought my clothes!" he said happily and the woman next door who was watering the plants looked horrified. That made me laugh a bit, I let Tre in and closed the door behind him.
"Wanna see my instruments?" I asked running upstairs.
"Sure" he answered following me into my room.
"Drum kit" I pointed to it, "guitar" I said and watched him pick up my guitar.
"Got a pick?" he questioned.
"Yep here ya go!" I said handing him one from the little table and he shortly thanked me and sang 'Dominated Love Slave' which made me crack up (yes, I do laugh at everything). When he'd finished the song I clapped, and I heard a knock at the front door.
"SHIT! Tre, do you wanna stay for our band practice?".
"Yeah, sure!" he beamed. I dashed down stairs and let Gemma and Simon inside.
"Tre cool is up there messing with my guitar, I'll be up in a min" I said and went to the kitchen for a drink. When I walked back up there I saw Simon, Gemma and Tre laughing at something. "Lets get on with practice I said as Simon hopped behind the drum kit and Gemma got her bass. I got my guitar and searched for a pick.
"1,2,1,2,3,4!"
"DRUMS" I yelled running towards my drum kit and just banging the hell out of them in no particular beat. I didn't stop until I heard Sooty howling, I knew that when Sooty howled it meant that the phone was ringing or there were fireworks going off. I sprung out from behind my drum kit and darted at the phone.
PHONE CONVERSATION:
Both: Hey!
Tre: Um.... I called!
Bethan: Um,yeah. Do you wanna come over?
Tre: Where do you live?
Bethan: Right across the road from the park.
Tre: Ok, I be right over do you want me to bring anything?
Bethan: Don't need to, just yourself.
Tre: WHAT ABOUT MY CLOTHES?
Bethan: Better off with them, ok? bye!
Tre: See ya'!
Now I felt even more happy and Milo lay asleep next to Sooty all curled up.
"Awwww!" I whispered softly and the door bell went so I got off my ass and answered it.
"Hey Tre!" I yelled hugging him.
"Hi, I brought my clothes!" he said happily and the woman next door who was watering the plants looked horrified. That made me laugh a bit, I let Tre in and closed the door behind him.
"Wanna see my instruments?" I asked running upstairs.
"Sure" he answered following me into my room.
"Drum kit" I pointed to it, "guitar" I said and watched him pick up my guitar.
"Got a pick?" he questioned.
"Yep here ya go!" I said handing him one from the little table and he shortly thanked me and sang 'Dominated Love Slave' which made me crack up (yes, I do laugh at everything). When he'd finished the song I clapped, and I heard a knock at the front door.
"SHIT! Tre, do you wanna stay for our band practice?".
"Yeah, sure!" he beamed. I dashed down stairs and let Gemma and Simon inside.
"Tre cool is up there messing with my guitar, I'll be up in a min" I said and went to the kitchen for a drink. When I walked back up there I saw Simon, Gemma and Tre laughing at something. "Lets get on with practice I said as Simon hopped behind the drum kit and Gemma got her bass. I got my guitar and searched for a pick.
"1,2,1,2,3,4!"
