Shit Happens, chapter 4

I woke up the next morning because Kevin was hitting the back of my seat with his drumsticks. "Quit it, Kevin!" I moaned.

"Oh, sorry," he said. I guess Brittany was still asleep because she turned and basically knocked me out of the seat. "Brittany!" I yelled.

"Huh? What?" she moaned.

"Wake up!"

"No, not yet."

"C'mon..."

"Give me another hour..."

"Dude, we're on a plane."

"What?!"

She woke up and sat bolt right. "Oh my God, I totally forgot. We almost there?" she mumbled.

"Ummm..." I looked out the window. "I think we are there!" I looked down and could see a landing strip. Yes! Finally! The moment I've been waiting for all my life! I went to the bathroom to check how ghastly I looked. Wasn't to, to bad. My eyeliner had been running and my hair was jacked up, but otherwise, it was okay. I went back to search around in my keyboard case for my brush and my makeup. I grabbed them and went back to the bathroom. I brushed my dirty-blonde hair but, the tips had faded so now, they were basically a pinkish-purplish color. It still looked pretty cool. I took the cap off my brother's guy liner, and put it on. It looked awesome. I decided to wear my hair down because it looked better with the guy liner. I walked back to my seat, people staring at me as I walked down the aisle. I thought they were freaked out about how I looked.

One kid leaned over to his dad and said, "Look, Daddy. That's the really cool girl who plays the piano!" Then I realized it was a good stare. Not a bad one.

I turned to the kid. "It's a keyboard," I said with a smile, "But thanks, anyway."

"I wanna be just like you," he said.

"Hmmm..." I said, "Let me see." I stooped down to his level and messed up his hair. "There you go, now you're a rockstar." He giggled. "You know," I said, kneeling down, "That's why I'm going to Oakland. For an audition with my band. If we make it, I'll be a famous rockstar."

"Wow..." he said.

"Why are you going?" I asked.

"To visit my Mommy," he said.

"That's nice," I said with a smile.

"She died there."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"I miss her a lot."

"I'm sure you do."

I messed with his hair a little more. He giggled more and his dad shook my hand. "Thank you," he said.

"Anytime." And I walked back to my seat. "That was nice," Brittany said.

"Just doing what I can," I said.

We made it to the runway and the plane skidded to a stop. My stomach felt like it had a swarm of butterflies in it. My heart was booming like a hammer. And my head was hot as the sun. I was nervous (duh!), but I kept my cool and tried not to faint. Joe had arranged for a limo to pick us up so in the front of the airport there was a man holding a sign with the words "Beautiful Treason" on it written in green letters. Brittany held up her hand, dragging her 2 suitcases and guitar case. The man nodded and walked over to us. "Katt" whispered, "This is so cool!"

We stepped into the limo. It was the fancy kind with the lights everywhere. The kind you see on MTV's "Sweet Sixteen". The kind that none of us could afford. We turned the volume on the radio all the way up and sang to Kelly Clarkson's "Since You've Been Gone." Kevin's gay so...

We arrived at the hotel we were staying at. It was very fancy. I didn't think we would fit in what with our punk-rockiness. Brittany gave me her "evil grin."

"Brittany," I said, "Don't even think about it."

"Aww, why not?"

"Because you'll ruin our chance of becoming famous."

"Fine."

There was a pause.

"Just one TP. Pleeeeease!"

"Alright, alright!"

"Yay."

We checked in. Alaina and I had a room. "Katt" and Brittany had a room. And poor Kevin was stuck with his lonsome, gay self. Think about it. Ew! Alaina and I went to our room and I flipped on the T.V.

"Oh my God!" I said.

"What?" Alaina yelled from the other room.

"Come here, quick!" She ran over. We were on the T.V. Beautiful Treason was on MTV! It was when we were playing at the DarkRoom. The crowed was booming! I had never been more excited in my life! I ran over to Brittany's room and banged on the door. "Brittany! 'Katt'! Open the Godamn door!!" They opened it, I rushed in and turned on the T.V. Brittany stood there with popcorn falling out of her mouth.

"That's...us..." she mumbled. "Katt" screamed. "OH MY GOD!"

"We're gonna make it, baby! We're gonna make it! Look at that crowd!" I said.