What will happen.........., chapter 1
"Ack,"
I said as I was dragged into Dayt. I hated Dayt. It was this fancy shop, full of people who are full of themselves.
"Do we have to go in there?" I asked.
"Yes," said my sister, Jane (she is full of herself actually)
So we went in and I sighed as I saw someone looking and adjusting their hair in a mirror that was for sale. I raised my eye brows at my sister, but she purposely ignored me. I sighed again and shook my head. I had always been the black sheep of my family. My sister was full of herself (like I said) and so was my mum. As for my Dad, well the only thing that we had in common was the eczema he had given me from genes. I and my sister got a table by the window, right next to some snobs.
I was wearing black crop trousers and a purple and black top and I had my I pod earphones in and I had The Ramones Censorshit on full blast, just to see what the snobs on the table next to me and my sister would do. I was the exact opposite to my sister. She was wearing a salmon pink cardigan with a white top on underneath and some Ralph Lauren jeans. We were opposites that had to live together. I liked the Ramones, she liked Britney Spears. The snobs are starting to fidget next to me and my sister because of censorshit.
There was a guy sitting on the opposite table to us wearing a black jacket and black jeans that I recognized from somewhere throwing things at my sister's back. I laughed into my drink so that my sister wouldn't see. He threw a cake at her head and some of it got stuck in her hair. That was it. I was laughing really hard. I felt a kick from under the table.
"Ah shit!" my sister can really hit! She got up and left for the girls loos.
The guy that threw the cake was coming over.
"Hi," I said as he sat where my sister just was.
"Hey," he said, "my name is tre"
"Mines Ally hi," dam my shyness I thought! O.K, it's alright so far...
"So why do you hang around with her?" he asked
.
"I'm stuck with her, she's my sister,"
Now I know where I have seen him before! He was my sister's latest target, she bullied everyone. So far she was (unfortunately) doing a good job. But he did get her with cake... .
"Oh. Poor you!" he said looking sad.
"So why are you in Dayt?" I asked.
"I don't know, I'm bored," he said
"You want to go to Rod's Hickory Pit?" I asked, it was way better than this place.
"OK," he said, "but I have to go soon, my band is playing at Gilman".
"Cool," I said, this is sssoo boring! I thought.
"Will you come along?"
"Uumm... . Sure, Ok."
"See you there then" he said leaving.
***
At Gilman
I walked in and saw Tre on stage, looking worried. I frowned and walked to the side of the stage.
"Tre!" I whispered. He spun round and started walking towards me.
"What up?"
"Well, I'm O.K, apart from the fact that BILLIE HASN'T SHOWN UP!!!" when I looked confused he said," The lead singer of my band... wait... ." He said looking hopeful
"Can you sing??"
"Uhh... sure but... I don't know.." I said.
Could sing every one told me, but I didn't know the words to any of their songs or anything...
"We are just singing Ramons song today" Tre said, reading my mind
"O.K, what the hell I will sing" I said coming up on stage. So we went through most of the song by the Ramones. Then someone with black dreadlocks cam in, when he saw me his face went funny. But apart from that it was a good night, a GREAT night. At the end of the show, Tre and Mike (the bassist of the band) came up to me and asked
"Will you sing lead for the band??"
"O.K!!" I said. This is the best night ever I thought.
Little did I know how the guy with the black dreadlocks and the shirt saying
"Billie!" would take this... ... .
I said as I was dragged into Dayt. I hated Dayt. It was this fancy shop, full of people who are full of themselves.
"Do we have to go in there?" I asked.
"Yes," said my sister, Jane (she is full of herself actually)
So we went in and I sighed as I saw someone looking and adjusting their hair in a mirror that was for sale. I raised my eye brows at my sister, but she purposely ignored me. I sighed again and shook my head. I had always been the black sheep of my family. My sister was full of herself (like I said) and so was my mum. As for my Dad, well the only thing that we had in common was the eczema he had given me from genes. I and my sister got a table by the window, right next to some snobs.
I was wearing black crop trousers and a purple and black top and I had my I pod earphones in and I had The Ramones Censorshit on full blast, just to see what the snobs on the table next to me and my sister would do. I was the exact opposite to my sister. She was wearing a salmon pink cardigan with a white top on underneath and some Ralph Lauren jeans. We were opposites that had to live together. I liked the Ramones, she liked Britney Spears. The snobs are starting to fidget next to me and my sister because of censorshit.
There was a guy sitting on the opposite table to us wearing a black jacket and black jeans that I recognized from somewhere throwing things at my sister's back. I laughed into my drink so that my sister wouldn't see. He threw a cake at her head and some of it got stuck in her hair. That was it. I was laughing really hard. I felt a kick from under the table.
"Ah shit!" my sister can really hit! She got up and left for the girls loos.
The guy that threw the cake was coming over.
"Hi," I said as he sat where my sister just was.
"Hey," he said, "my name is tre"
"Mines Ally hi," dam my shyness I thought! O.K, it's alright so far...
"So why do you hang around with her?" he asked
.
"I'm stuck with her, she's my sister,"
Now I know where I have seen him before! He was my sister's latest target, she bullied everyone. So far she was (unfortunately) doing a good job. But he did get her with cake... .
"Oh. Poor you!" he said looking sad.
"So why are you in Dayt?" I asked.
"I don't know, I'm bored," he said
"You want to go to Rod's Hickory Pit?" I asked, it was way better than this place.
"OK," he said, "but I have to go soon, my band is playing at Gilman".
"Cool," I said, this is sssoo boring! I thought.
"Will you come along?"
"Uumm... . Sure, Ok."
"See you there then" he said leaving.
***
At Gilman
I walked in and saw Tre on stage, looking worried. I frowned and walked to the side of the stage.
"Tre!" I whispered. He spun round and started walking towards me.
"What up?"
"Well, I'm O.K, apart from the fact that BILLIE HASN'T SHOWN UP!!!" when I looked confused he said," The lead singer of my band... wait... ." He said looking hopeful
"Can you sing??"
"Uhh... sure but... I don't know.." I said.
Could sing every one told me, but I didn't know the words to any of their songs or anything...
"We are just singing Ramons song today" Tre said, reading my mind
"O.K, what the hell I will sing" I said coming up on stage. So we went through most of the song by the Ramones. Then someone with black dreadlocks cam in, when he saw me his face went funny. But apart from that it was a good night, a GREAT night. At the end of the show, Tre and Mike (the bassist of the band) came up to me and asked
"Will you sing lead for the band??"
"O.K!!" I said. This is the best night ever I thought.
Little did I know how the guy with the black dreadlocks and the shirt saying
"Billie!" would take this... ... .
