The Time Of Our Lives, chapter 1
Okay, my names Brittanie, and here beside me is this awesome chick named BLANK. I just turned 21 and BLANK's 22. Okay, well, on with the story!
{Setting ;; Amsterdam}
(System of a down playing in the background)
"Ugh! There HAS to be something to do around here!" Exclaimed BLANK.
"Want to go to Tim's?" I suggested.
BLANK just kind of smiled, so I knew she wanted to go.
So we both headed out the door and across the street.
BLANK was about to knock, when she saw a note on the door.
It read "Go to garage". "Tim must be in band practice" I thought to myself.
So we ran around to the garage, and saw Tim and Kip practicing.
They stopped playing when they noticed us, and walked up to us to talk.
"Hey, want to go to the bar?" I suggest, since I was now old enough to drink.
"Hell yeah!"
"Lets go!"
When we got to the bar, Tim's favorite song was playing, Minority by Green Day.
So he went to the dance floor, and danced for about an hour.
Meanwhile, BLANK, Kip, and I decided to get something to drink.
We all started off with one, but we drank about 20 more shots each in what seemed to be 3 minutes.
After that, we all slowed down a bit, and headed for the dance floor.
Tim and BLANK headed off in one direction, and Kip and I followed them.
There we were, the two perfect couples, except for one thing. We weren't couples.
After a couple of hours, we all headed home.
On the drive home, Kip pulled something out of his pocket.
Who would have guessed, Kip taking out weed again.
So he rolled a joint, and lit it up. We all ended smoking that night.
When we arrived back at Tim's house, we saw someone standing outside his door, looking lost.
Tim approached her and said "Who are you?"
The girl said "Hi, I'm Morgan!"
Sarcastically, Tim said, "Hi!"
Morgan went on to say, "I'm from a record company, and I wanted to talk to you about your band!"
Everyone got excited.
Kip said enthusiastically, "So, what do you think of us?"
Morgan replied, "You guys are great! But I think a female vocalist, and an acoustic guitar would maybe sound a little better. But that's only an idea."
Kip and Tim turned to me and BLANK, and grinned. "So, you guys in?" Tim said finally. Darla and I answered at the same time, "Yeah!"
"Cool, we'll get started tomorrow, and see how you guys sound!" I hoped we'd be good, because from what people say, my voice is pretty good. And
not to mention all the complements BLANK gets when she plays guitar. So we all just stayed at Tim's house and hung out.
I could feel Kip staring at me, but I didn't know how to approach him.
Obviously he knew how to approach me, because just as BLANK and Tim started to make out, Kip came closer to me.
{Setting ;; Amsterdam}
(System of a down playing in the background)
"Ugh! There HAS to be something to do around here!" Exclaimed BLANK.
"Want to go to Tim's?" I suggested.
BLANK just kind of smiled, so I knew she wanted to go.
So we both headed out the door and across the street.
BLANK was about to knock, when she saw a note on the door.
It read "Go to garage". "Tim must be in band practice" I thought to myself.
So we ran around to the garage, and saw Tim and Kip practicing.
They stopped playing when they noticed us, and walked up to us to talk.
"Hey, want to go to the bar?" I suggest, since I was now old enough to drink.
"Hell yeah!"
"Lets go!"
When we got to the bar, Tim's favorite song was playing, Minority by Green Day.
So he went to the dance floor, and danced for about an hour.
Meanwhile, BLANK, Kip, and I decided to get something to drink.
We all started off with one, but we drank about 20 more shots each in what seemed to be 3 minutes.
After that, we all slowed down a bit, and headed for the dance floor.
Tim and BLANK headed off in one direction, and Kip and I followed them.
There we were, the two perfect couples, except for one thing. We weren't couples.
After a couple of hours, we all headed home.
On the drive home, Kip pulled something out of his pocket.
Who would have guessed, Kip taking out weed again.
So he rolled a joint, and lit it up. We all ended smoking that night.
When we arrived back at Tim's house, we saw someone standing outside his door, looking lost.
Tim approached her and said "Who are you?"
The girl said "Hi, I'm Morgan!"
Sarcastically, Tim said, "Hi!"
Morgan went on to say, "I'm from a record company, and I wanted to talk to you about your band!"
Everyone got excited.
Kip said enthusiastically, "So, what do you think of us?"
Morgan replied, "You guys are great! But I think a female vocalist, and an acoustic guitar would maybe sound a little better. But that's only an idea."
Kip and Tim turned to me and BLANK, and grinned. "So, you guys in?" Tim said finally. Darla and I answered at the same time, "Yeah!"
"Cool, we'll get started tomorrow, and see how you guys sound!" I hoped we'd be good, because from what people say, my voice is pretty good. And
not to mention all the complements BLANK gets when she plays guitar. So we all just stayed at Tim's house and hung out.
I could feel Kip staring at me, but I didn't know how to approach him.
Obviously he knew how to approach me, because just as BLANK and Tim started to make out, Kip came closer to me.
