Whatever Happens..., chapter 3

We had just finnished playing one of our songs and during it, we had to stop 'cus Tre fell off his chair and made me laugh and loose concentration.


"So, wo'ja think?" said Gemma all pleased with her bass work. She sat the bass next 2 my guitar and joined everyone on the sofas.


"Cool, I've heard the song in Gilman" he said happily and then went to thinking. "Who wants to go and get some food?".


"FOOD!?! Yes please!" replied Simon like a hyperactive puppy. Gemma and I aggreed and we all pieled into my car. We went to the nearest macdonalds and Tre agreed to order the food as the rest of us sat down at a table.


"Tre's pretty cool, where'd you meet him?" asked Gemma.

"Park".

"I'm goin for buissness" said Simon and walked off towards the toilets.

"Nice" I replied, I looked at my belt and straightend it up. When I looked up, Tre was back.

"Bon appatite, ladies!"


TO BE CONTINUED...