Uptight, chapter 4
(Meanwhile just after Erin Chased after Tre)
"Hey Tre wait up!" Said Erin as she stumbled through the crowd.
"What you want a drink too?" asked a very angry Tre.
"No I just wanted to talk. Come on!"
Erin Grabbed Tre by the wrist and pushed him into a quiet, cozy booth.
"What am I supposed to do with this drink?" asked Tre.
"Here, I'll drink it."
"No I think I should drink it since I paid for it with my own money!"
"That's great Tre. How about if we share it?"
"Sounds good. As long as I get more than half."
"Sure whatever."
Erin rolled her eyes at Tre as they sat in silence for a few minutes.
"I bet you I could drink that faster than you could." Said Tre with a shine in his eye.
"Fuck never!" Said Erin as she grabbed the drink from Tre.
She chugged it down as fast as she could only taking a few gasps of air.
"Beat that Mr. Cool."
"Oh and I will!"
Tre went and grabbed another drink from the bar.
"Watch and learn."
Tre was so engaged in the contest that he forgot to breathe.
"You look like a fucking smirf!" Laughed Erin as she watched Tre's face turn blue.
Tre couldn't hold back, he laughed spitting beer all over Erin.
"Fuck I'm so sorry here I'll clean it up."
Tre ran over to the counter and grabbed a handful of napkins.
"Here, give me some." Said Erin.
"Fuck I'm such an idiot. I'm really sorry!"
"It doesn't matter I have another shirt backstage. I'll just go change into it and I'll be right back."
"Okay but don't run away without me... fuck I'm such an idiot... "
Erin ran through the crowed to the small door and raced backstage. Caitlyn and Billie were cuddled up on the couch talking ahout somting. Not wanting to disturb them Erin dashed over to where she had put her shirt and quickly put it on as quietly as she could. Just as secretively as she came in Erin left as she pranced over to the booth where her and Tre had previously been sitting.
"Wow that was fast! Hey did you see Billie or Mike anywhere?"
"Uhh Billie and Caitlyn were sitting together on the couch and I have no fucking clue where Mike or Jack are."
"If you still want to hang out with me, I could show you some dance moves I made up. I'm positive that Madonna will be using them soon."
"Sure sounds fun and probably dangerous but okay let's go."
Tre lead Erin on to the dance floor and showed her some "dance moves" that resembled a poodle trying to swallow an elephant. After a few songs a slow song came on.
"Aww shit I don't have any moves for a boring song like this."
"I do."
Erin wrapped her arms around Tre's shoulders and rested her head on his chest.
"I like this song." Tre whispered in Erin's ear. "Do you know what else I like?"
"what?"
"You."
Erin looked up and smiled at Tre's goofy clown-like smile and smiled back. She moved in a little closer and let herself melt into Tre.
"I like you too Tre, a lot."
"Hey Tre wait up!" Said Erin as she stumbled through the crowd.
"What you want a drink too?" asked a very angry Tre.
"No I just wanted to talk. Come on!"
Erin Grabbed Tre by the wrist and pushed him into a quiet, cozy booth.
"What am I supposed to do with this drink?" asked Tre.
"Here, I'll drink it."
"No I think I should drink it since I paid for it with my own money!"
"That's great Tre. How about if we share it?"
"Sounds good. As long as I get more than half."
"Sure whatever."
Erin rolled her eyes at Tre as they sat in silence for a few minutes.
"I bet you I could drink that faster than you could." Said Tre with a shine in his eye.
"Fuck never!" Said Erin as she grabbed the drink from Tre.
She chugged it down as fast as she could only taking a few gasps of air.
"Beat that Mr. Cool."
"Oh and I will!"
Tre went and grabbed another drink from the bar.
"Watch and learn."
Tre was so engaged in the contest that he forgot to breathe.
"You look like a fucking smirf!" Laughed Erin as she watched Tre's face turn blue.
Tre couldn't hold back, he laughed spitting beer all over Erin.
"Fuck I'm so sorry here I'll clean it up."
Tre ran over to the counter and grabbed a handful of napkins.
"Here, give me some." Said Erin.
"Fuck I'm such an idiot. I'm really sorry!"
"It doesn't matter I have another shirt backstage. I'll just go change into it and I'll be right back."
"Okay but don't run away without me... fuck I'm such an idiot... "
Erin ran through the crowed to the small door and raced backstage. Caitlyn and Billie were cuddled up on the couch talking ahout somting. Not wanting to disturb them Erin dashed over to where she had put her shirt and quickly put it on as quietly as she could. Just as secretively as she came in Erin left as she pranced over to the booth where her and Tre had previously been sitting.
"Wow that was fast! Hey did you see Billie or Mike anywhere?"
"Uhh Billie and Caitlyn were sitting together on the couch and I have no fucking clue where Mike or Jack are."
"If you still want to hang out with me, I could show you some dance moves I made up. I'm positive that Madonna will be using them soon."
"Sure sounds fun and probably dangerous but okay let's go."
Tre lead Erin on to the dance floor and showed her some "dance moves" that resembled a poodle trying to swallow an elephant. After a few songs a slow song came on.
"Aww shit I don't have any moves for a boring song like this."
"I do."
Erin wrapped her arms around Tre's shoulders and rested her head on his chest.
"I like this song." Tre whispered in Erin's ear. "Do you know what else I like?"
"what?"
"You."
Erin looked up and smiled at Tre's goofy clown-like smile and smiled back. She moved in a little closer and let herself melt into Tre.
"I like you too Tre, a lot."
