Seeing Is Deceiving, chapter 4
"C.C.!" I squealed and ran to C.C, who wore a pink off shoulder long sleeved shirt and black sweat pants.
"NASH!" She giggled and hugged me, twirling me a little. Billie and Mike stood there smiling a little by me and C.C.'s greeting, while Tre was grinning a little mischieviously.
"I brought Green Day, C.C.!" I squealed again as she set me down. I started to jump atleast a foot high, a big childish grin spread across my face. C.C. headed towards the three, today having her short black hair in messy pig tails, and dark tan skin around her eyes blackened.
"Hi! I'm C.C.!" she greeted them, smiling.
"HI C.C.! What does that stand for, anyways!?" Tre blurted. Mike and Billie stood, snickering.
"It stands for my real name, But it's too long and confusing so I don't use it. By the way, Tre. The young lady over there has had a crush on you since she laid eyes on a picture of you."
"Oh really. I think I figured that," Tre replied, smiling.
"Hi C.C. I believe I spoke to you on the phone," Billie said calmly, and held out a hand, smiling.
"Yes, you're Billie Joe!" C.C. said, forgetting completly about Tre and shaking Billie's hand. "And you're Mike!" she said, and held out her hand for Mike to shake, giving a warm, welcoming smile. Mike shook her hand and C.C. moved out of the way to the living room. "Come on in! Make yourselves at home!"
"Already have!" Tre grinned, and slammed the fridge door loud enough to be heard from the next room. Tre walked out with a glass of orange juice and some vodka. "Yummy yum yum!" He grinned and plopped down on the couch. Billie smirked and walked in, Mike smiling at C.C. before following Billie. C.C. closed the door and turned on all the lights in the room, smiling seeing Tre, Billie and Mike on the couch, and Nash sitting on the top of the couch's back between Tre and Mike.
"Hey! What's that you're drinking?"
"Vodka with orange juice! Want a sip?"
"Sure why not," I replied and grinned as he handed me the cup. I grabbed it and took a sip, licking my lips afterwards. "Damn that's really good!" I said, and handed back the cup. Tre grinned back and chugged about half the cup, licking his lips afterwards.
"Mmmm...yum!"
"I thought you didn't drink vodka, Nash," Shelby, another one of my band members, said as she walked into the room from the hallway in the back, holding a few empty beer bottles. She wasn't a big girl, she was a little chubby. She had long wavy blonde hair, her bangs always styled to cover one eye. She had hazel eyes and cherry red lips, and was about 5'7'', a few inches short than me for being a year younger.
"I don't drink it plain. I like it with like. Cranberry juice! Or apple juice is the best."
"I see..." I mumbled, and threw the bottles into the recycle bin. She turned back to me and squeaked to see Green Day next to me on the couch. "Holy fuck, You never told me the one and only GREEN DAY was here!"
"Where did you get those beer bottles?" Billie asked, while Mike watched me and Tre talk about different stuff.
"I got them from Nash's room. She drinks about fucking 8 bottles a night." I overheard what Shelby said and gave a playful pouty face.
"I do not!"
"Okay, 15 bottles a night!" Shelby said, rolling her eyes. I grinned.
"That's better. Now huggy!" I opened my arms and she walked and hugged me. I kissed her forehead and shoved her face away, grinning childishly. "Now go fill that bin and get ready for practice. It'll be about 10 to 15 minutes."
"Okay." She smiled and walked off. I sighed and turned around, my legs on the other side of the couch, and layed back, bent over the couch's back like a towel. C.C. laughed and shook her head as I started to hum It's The End Of The World As We Know It by REM.
"What was that about?" Mike asked as Billie and Tre watched me and waited for an answer.
"Me and her are like sisters. We like each other in a- WAAAY!" I screamed as C.C. flipped my legs over the couch, grinning. I landed, hitting the back of my head on the coffee table, my legs still on the couch. Mike, Bille and Tre flinched, Tre hurrily asking if I was okay.
"I told you, that'll ruin the couch!"
"Yes I am okay...and who the fuck are you, my mother? You sure sound like it, slut!" I rubbed the back of my head and grinned, scrambling to my feet to run away from C.C., who's giving me the 'I'll kill you right here and now' look.
"Take that back!" she snapped at me and I stuck my tongue out, peeking from behind the doorway between the kitchen and the room she was in. "Ashley! Take that BACK!"
"Nevah!" I grinned and ran, jumping onto the counter top and climbing up the cupboards. Tre jumped up and ran to the kitchen, giving me a 'You're stranger than me' look was a raised brow. I looked down at C.C. and moved away from her, missing the shelf with the foot infront and slipping off onto the counter. I sqeaked and grabbed the cupboard knobs as C.C. grabbed my ankles.
"Come on Ashley! Take it back!"
"Oh fine fine! You never let me have fun," I said and put on a playfull pouty face and sat on the counter top, giving C.C. a hug and her picking me up off teh counter like you would a two year old. As soon as she put me down, she went to go get her bass and I walked back to Tre.
"How light are you? She looks like she barely used any muscle!" Tre asked while I grinned with a response.
"I'm only 120 pounds, I guess. For my height, that's not much!" I laughed a little and walked over to Billie and Mike. "Come on! I'll show you guys around! It'll be like a short 5 minutes tour, since there's only me, Shelbs, Cici and Diva."
"Diva?" Billie rose a brow and held back a snicker, clearing his throat after.
"Diva's Cici's older cousin! She made the band." I grinned, and started to head to the first room down the hall on the left. "Now come on!" I said, stopping and turned back to them, standing in the doorway. Billie, Mike and Tre exchanged glances and caught up.
While walking down the hall, Tre right behind me, Billie and Mike both behind Tre, Mike being the last. The halls and everything else was painted white, kept clean, nothing on it but a few pictures of the band, their families, individual photos of everyone. I stopped and pointed to the first door on the right side of the hall way. "This is Diva's room!" I grinned, and opened the door to reveal the room all pink. Pink bed sheets, pink bears with hearts, pink dresser, pink painted TV, pink iPod in a pink Bose. "I hate her room...she a prep soo..."
"We understand," Mike said, nodding. "I'm not much of a fan of pink either."
"Most guys arent!" I smiled back at him, and closed the door. I continued on, taking a left to see another door on the right. "This is C.C.'s room -"
"YAAAY!" The door swung open and C.C. came running out with her power blue and black striped bass guitar, spoeckled with a few small band stickers here and there. I jumped back against the wall, as well as the other three, and all watched her run down the way we just went; into the front room. I sighed and stepped on the other side of the door.
"C.C.'s room is okay. It has a little pink, but not like her cousin." I pointed in her room, which had a wall ONLY of Green Day, the other walls were others bands mixed in.
"We have ourselves a big fan!" Tre said, smiling and moving next to me.
"Yep!" I grinned and then turned around, leaving the door open. "MOVING on!" I said and started to march forward. "And over here to your left is the bathroom!" I said, pointing to another door, which was open and had the lights on. I paused, stopping for a moment, then grinned. "Hold on, stay right here." I creeped up to the door, peeking in. Ahah...Shelby's putting on makeup, I thought to myself.
"BOO!" I yelled and Shelby jumped, the dark red lipstick she was putting on smearing up above her lip to the tip of her nose.
"ASHLEY!"
"Hi!" I grinned.
"Go."
"Mkay!" I walked to the others. "Move on!" I continued to march ahead, past the bathroom, and pointed to the door infront of us at the end of the hall, the bottom of a stairway next to it. "That's Shelby's room! He room's cool. She has a water bed," I said and opened the door. Inside there were collaged photos of Avenged Sevenfold, Blink 182, CKY, Green Day, The Used, My Chemical Romance. The list goes on.
"Jesus... She has so many pictures up," Tre said, eyes wide with amazment. Every space of her wall was covered with posters and pictures of bands. "Hey look! We're next to Avenged Sevenfold!"
"Both them and you guys are her two most favorite bands."
"That's cool," Mike mumbled, and looked at the staircase. "Where does this lead to?"
"Yeah! Is it some...hide out place?!" Tre asked, grinning.
"Sorta! It goes to my room!" I smiled and ran upstairs, taking a quick right at the top and opening the door.
"NASH!" She giggled and hugged me, twirling me a little. Billie and Mike stood there smiling a little by me and C.C.'s greeting, while Tre was grinning a little mischieviously.
"I brought Green Day, C.C.!" I squealed again as she set me down. I started to jump atleast a foot high, a big childish grin spread across my face. C.C. headed towards the three, today having her short black hair in messy pig tails, and dark tan skin around her eyes blackened.
"Hi! I'm C.C.!" she greeted them, smiling.
"HI C.C.! What does that stand for, anyways!?" Tre blurted. Mike and Billie stood, snickering.
"It stands for my real name, But it's too long and confusing so I don't use it. By the way, Tre. The young lady over there has had a crush on you since she laid eyes on a picture of you."
"Oh really. I think I figured that," Tre replied, smiling.
"Hi C.C. I believe I spoke to you on the phone," Billie said calmly, and held out a hand, smiling.
"Yes, you're Billie Joe!" C.C. said, forgetting completly about Tre and shaking Billie's hand. "And you're Mike!" she said, and held out her hand for Mike to shake, giving a warm, welcoming smile. Mike shook her hand and C.C. moved out of the way to the living room. "Come on in! Make yourselves at home!"
"Already have!" Tre grinned, and slammed the fridge door loud enough to be heard from the next room. Tre walked out with a glass of orange juice and some vodka. "Yummy yum yum!" He grinned and plopped down on the couch. Billie smirked and walked in, Mike smiling at C.C. before following Billie. C.C. closed the door and turned on all the lights in the room, smiling seeing Tre, Billie and Mike on the couch, and Nash sitting on the top of the couch's back between Tre and Mike.
"Hey! What's that you're drinking?"
"Vodka with orange juice! Want a sip?"
"Sure why not," I replied and grinned as he handed me the cup. I grabbed it and took a sip, licking my lips afterwards. "Damn that's really good!" I said, and handed back the cup. Tre grinned back and chugged about half the cup, licking his lips afterwards.
"Mmmm...yum!"
"I thought you didn't drink vodka, Nash," Shelby, another one of my band members, said as she walked into the room from the hallway in the back, holding a few empty beer bottles. She wasn't a big girl, she was a little chubby. She had long wavy blonde hair, her bangs always styled to cover one eye. She had hazel eyes and cherry red lips, and was about 5'7'', a few inches short than me for being a year younger.
"I don't drink it plain. I like it with like. Cranberry juice! Or apple juice is the best."
"I see..." I mumbled, and threw the bottles into the recycle bin. She turned back to me and squeaked to see Green Day next to me on the couch. "Holy fuck, You never told me the one and only GREEN DAY was here!"
"Where did you get those beer bottles?" Billie asked, while Mike watched me and Tre talk about different stuff.
"I got them from Nash's room. She drinks about fucking 8 bottles a night." I overheard what Shelby said and gave a playful pouty face.
"I do not!"
"Okay, 15 bottles a night!" Shelby said, rolling her eyes. I grinned.
"That's better. Now huggy!" I opened my arms and she walked and hugged me. I kissed her forehead and shoved her face away, grinning childishly. "Now go fill that bin and get ready for practice. It'll be about 10 to 15 minutes."
"Okay." She smiled and walked off. I sighed and turned around, my legs on the other side of the couch, and layed back, bent over the couch's back like a towel. C.C. laughed and shook her head as I started to hum It's The End Of The World As We Know It by REM.
"What was that about?" Mike asked as Billie and Tre watched me and waited for an answer.
"Me and her are like sisters. We like each other in a- WAAAY!" I screamed as C.C. flipped my legs over the couch, grinning. I landed, hitting the back of my head on the coffee table, my legs still on the couch. Mike, Bille and Tre flinched, Tre hurrily asking if I was okay.
"I told you, that'll ruin the couch!"
"Yes I am okay...and who the fuck are you, my mother? You sure sound like it, slut!" I rubbed the back of my head and grinned, scrambling to my feet to run away from C.C., who's giving me the 'I'll kill you right here and now' look.
"Take that back!" she snapped at me and I stuck my tongue out, peeking from behind the doorway between the kitchen and the room she was in. "Ashley! Take that BACK!"
"Nevah!" I grinned and ran, jumping onto the counter top and climbing up the cupboards. Tre jumped up and ran to the kitchen, giving me a 'You're stranger than me' look was a raised brow. I looked down at C.C. and moved away from her, missing the shelf with the foot infront and slipping off onto the counter. I sqeaked and grabbed the cupboard knobs as C.C. grabbed my ankles.
"Come on Ashley! Take it back!"
"Oh fine fine! You never let me have fun," I said and put on a playfull pouty face and sat on the counter top, giving C.C. a hug and her picking me up off teh counter like you would a two year old. As soon as she put me down, she went to go get her bass and I walked back to Tre.
"How light are you? She looks like she barely used any muscle!" Tre asked while I grinned with a response.
"I'm only 120 pounds, I guess. For my height, that's not much!" I laughed a little and walked over to Billie and Mike. "Come on! I'll show you guys around! It'll be like a short 5 minutes tour, since there's only me, Shelbs, Cici and Diva."
"Diva?" Billie rose a brow and held back a snicker, clearing his throat after.
"Diva's Cici's older cousin! She made the band." I grinned, and started to head to the first room down the hall on the left. "Now come on!" I said, stopping and turned back to them, standing in the doorway. Billie, Mike and Tre exchanged glances and caught up.
While walking down the hall, Tre right behind me, Billie and Mike both behind Tre, Mike being the last. The halls and everything else was painted white, kept clean, nothing on it but a few pictures of the band, their families, individual photos of everyone. I stopped and pointed to the first door on the right side of the hall way. "This is Diva's room!" I grinned, and opened the door to reveal the room all pink. Pink bed sheets, pink bears with hearts, pink dresser, pink painted TV, pink iPod in a pink Bose. "I hate her room...she a prep soo..."
"We understand," Mike said, nodding. "I'm not much of a fan of pink either."
"Most guys arent!" I smiled back at him, and closed the door. I continued on, taking a left to see another door on the right. "This is C.C.'s room -"
"YAAAY!" The door swung open and C.C. came running out with her power blue and black striped bass guitar, spoeckled with a few small band stickers here and there. I jumped back against the wall, as well as the other three, and all watched her run down the way we just went; into the front room. I sighed and stepped on the other side of the door.
"C.C.'s room is okay. It has a little pink, but not like her cousin." I pointed in her room, which had a wall ONLY of Green Day, the other walls were others bands mixed in.
"We have ourselves a big fan!" Tre said, smiling and moving next to me.
"Yep!" I grinned and then turned around, leaving the door open. "MOVING on!" I said and started to march forward. "And over here to your left is the bathroom!" I said, pointing to another door, which was open and had the lights on. I paused, stopping for a moment, then grinned. "Hold on, stay right here." I creeped up to the door, peeking in. Ahah...Shelby's putting on makeup, I thought to myself.
"BOO!" I yelled and Shelby jumped, the dark red lipstick she was putting on smearing up above her lip to the tip of her nose.
"ASHLEY!"
"Hi!" I grinned.
"Go."
"Mkay!" I walked to the others. "Move on!" I continued to march ahead, past the bathroom, and pointed to the door infront of us at the end of the hall, the bottom of a stairway next to it. "That's Shelby's room! He room's cool. She has a water bed," I said and opened the door. Inside there were collaged photos of Avenged Sevenfold, Blink 182, CKY, Green Day, The Used, My Chemical Romance. The list goes on.
"Jesus... She has so many pictures up," Tre said, eyes wide with amazment. Every space of her wall was covered with posters and pictures of bands. "Hey look! We're next to Avenged Sevenfold!"
"Both them and you guys are her two most favorite bands."
"That's cool," Mike mumbled, and looked at the staircase. "Where does this lead to?"
"Yeah! Is it some...hide out place?!" Tre asked, grinning.
"Sorta! It goes to my room!" I smiled and ran upstairs, taking a quick right at the top and opening the door.
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