Whatever Happens..., chapter 5
"ARGH!" I screamed "holy cheese! do you mind NOT trying to kill me?". He just smiled and rubbed the side of his face.
"Sorry, lil' sis" he mumbbled and ran into the kitchen, almost knocking my Dad off his chair. Matty looked at him, said his sorrys and grabbed a pack of hula hoops. I walked up stairs literaly swinging open the door (it slides acrross the doorway). I entered the room and sat on my bed. I put a CD into the CD payer and got out a torn art pad. I sang along with the ramones whilst drawing a cartoon pic of Tre. There was a bang att the door and in barged Ryan, my best friend (in school). He was shortish and had short back hair in no particular style. Ryan went to the same school as me and Gemma went to the same as Tre, Simon however went to college with my brother. Ryan came in and sat down in a chair.
"Hey crazy!".
"Hi dude".
"Whats up?".
"Nuthin'".
"OH! trust me Bethan, I know when somethings up with you!".
"Thanks".
"Thanks? whadd'ya mean?".
"I dunno".
"Seeeeee, somethings up!".
"Ok, I'll tell you".
"Good!".
"Ok, I met the drummer from the lookouts, he's really cool and everything".
"Yeah, and?".
"Man.... you love gossip, dont you?".
"Yep, just tell me".
"Ok, I know I like him, but I dont know if I LIKE him".
"Ah cool!".
"This is the part were you give me your advice".
"Oh, ok, errrrr, go get him!".
"YOU JUST WONT ME TO SUFFER IF I FAIL" I said as a joke, laughing at his facial expretion. "You crack me up!" I moved the sketch book closed so he couldent see it.
"Oh, cool, lemme see!" He said dashing at my hand for the sketchbook. I shoved it down the back of the bed still gripping it.
"NO!".
"ONIGOD! LEMME SEE!".
"Fine".
I let him see it and he wowed alot but I dont think it was THAT special.
"Sorry, lil' sis" he mumbbled and ran into the kitchen, almost knocking my Dad off his chair. Matty looked at him, said his sorrys and grabbed a pack of hula hoops. I walked up stairs literaly swinging open the door (it slides acrross the doorway). I entered the room and sat on my bed. I put a CD into the CD payer and got out a torn art pad. I sang along with the ramones whilst drawing a cartoon pic of Tre. There was a bang att the door and in barged Ryan, my best friend (in school). He was shortish and had short back hair in no particular style. Ryan went to the same school as me and Gemma went to the same as Tre, Simon however went to college with my brother. Ryan came in and sat down in a chair.
"Hey crazy!".
"Hi dude".
"Whats up?".
"Nuthin'".
"OH! trust me Bethan, I know when somethings up with you!".
"Thanks".
"Thanks? whadd'ya mean?".
"I dunno".
"Seeeeee, somethings up!".
"Ok, I'll tell you".
"Good!".
"Ok, I met the drummer from the lookouts, he's really cool and everything".
"Yeah, and?".
"Man.... you love gossip, dont you?".
"Yep, just tell me".
"Ok, I know I like him, but I dont know if I LIKE him".
"Ah cool!".
"This is the part were you give me your advice".
"Oh, ok, errrrr, go get him!".
"YOU JUST WONT ME TO SUFFER IF I FAIL" I said as a joke, laughing at his facial expretion. "You crack me up!" I moved the sketch book closed so he couldent see it.
"Oh, cool, lemme see!" He said dashing at my hand for the sketchbook. I shoved it down the back of the bed still gripping it.
"NO!".
"ONIGOD! LEMME SEE!".
"Fine".
I let him see it and he wowed alot but I dont think it was THAT special.
