Drums Are Hot, chapter 5

Peyton went back into the house...with a weird expression on her face.
Eva, while walking towards the door...winked at Tre who was watching her closely.
Unfortunately...Eva tripped over her own show and smacked her face into the door.
Tre ran up to her.
Eva moaned and grabbed her head.

"Fuck! Are you alright?" Tre said between small bursts of laughter.

"Well aren't you nice," Eva winced in pain, "That's gonna leave a fucking mountain on my head! Now I'm gonna look like a damn thing with a mountain on it's head!"

Tre laughed again.
Eva rubbed her head again.
"Tre! This fucking hurts! And all your doing is laughing!"
Tre laughed harder.
"Tre!!" she pushed him playfully.
"What mountain head?" he laughed.
"Oh...now I'm upset." she said pretending to be almost in tears.
"Where does it hurt?" Tre asked, after calming down.
Eva pointed to where it hurt.
"There?" Tre asked.
She nodded.
Tre moved in and kissed her gently in the spot where it hurt.
"Is it better now?" he grinned.
"Much!" she smiled.
Tre pulled her into a cuddle...right on her front door step.

Eva liked it. She liked it very much...she had only dreamed that this would happen one day. Little did they know that Peyton was watching everything, with her jaw dropped. As if it were a movie.

"Tre...maybe you should go..." Eve suggested...now feeling awkward.
"Sure...ummm...I will then...if that's what you want." he said...feeling the awkwardness. He leaned in for now another chance at a kiss...

"Eva! You coming inside or what?" Peyton interrupted the kiss again looking down on them.

"Yeh. Right there." Eva replied and kissed Tre gently on the cheek.

She walked into the house still rubbing her head...thinking about what had just happened. She walked straight past Peyton and headed for her room where she badly wanted to sleep in her bed, but off-course, Peyton being extremely nosey just had to ask, "Are you sure Tre and you are just friends?"
"Yeh. Why?"
"Because he sure as hell does not act like it!" she replied.
"Shut up! He treats me like a good friend! Good-night!"
"How many time's have you guys kissed already?"
"NONE! GOOD-NIGHT!!!"

Peyton walked out of the room a grumpy bum and Eva lay awake thinking.

The following morning Eva did not want to come out of bed. Rory practically had to drag her out by the legs!
"BAND PRACTICE! NOW!" Rory said sternly.
"Awwww.... but I don't wanna!" Eva complained.
"Too bad!" Rory replied.
"Rory..."
"Don't try and sweet talk me either! Being in a band is commitment...as you said when we decided to do this thing! Eva! The guys and me have had three band practices without you! And guess what! You were off smitten with Tre each fucking time and I'm damn sick of it! Will you please just start caring about the band a little! It's all I ask...It used to mean so much to you! What happened?"

Eva was speechless. Rory had never had an outburst like this before. She obviously cared a lot about it and Eva did too.

"I'm sorry." Eva replied.
"Well don't be...the only thing you can do now is drag your ass down to the basement, pick up your drum sticks and play the shit out of those drums!"

Eva, without getting out of her pyjamas, grabbed her drumsticks and walked towards the basement. Ian and Kyle whistled.
"Shut up and pay attention guys!" said Rory.
"If you were in pj's, we'd whistle at you too." Ian winked at Rory.
Rory blushed.
"Love is in the air!" joked Eva...but that got Rory thinking about going further with Kyle. They had gotten pretty close over the last week.
'Kinda like Tre and Eva...' she though.
Kyle poked Rory in the stomach.
"Wakey wakey!" he smiled.
"Hey Eva...mind if I climb that mountain on your head?" Kyle asked.
Eva had totally forgotten. She ran up to the mirror in the corner of the basement and stared. She looked and though to herself, 'I look like something stoned with a fucking mountain on my head!'
"Shut up Kyle!" she said.

They practiced for about three whole hours, until Eva's phone began to ring.

"Hello?"
"Hey mountain head!" Tre laughed.
"Tre!" she yelled, sounding kind of over-excited.
"Whoa! Didn't know you missed me that much!" he laughed.
"Oh but I did!" she replied cheekily.
"So...I was wondering. Billie and me were gonna go grab a pizza...wanna come?"
"Sure...how come Mike isn't gonna be there?"
"Said he had stuff to do."
"Alrighty then. What time should I be at the diner?"
"I'll pick you up in say...half an hour?" Tre replied.
"So now you're picking me up??"
"Yep!" he said excitedly.
Eva laughed.
"Okay...whatever."

She hung up the phone, apologized to the rest of the band and headed up-stair to get ready. She chucked on her Kerplunk! T-shirt, black jeans and red converse. By the time she finished getting ready the doorbell had sounded.
Peyton answered the door, and was surprised to see Tre.

"Tre?"
"Yeh...that's me." he smiled.
"What are you..."
"Is Eva ready?"
"Ready for what?"

At that time Eva came running down the stairs and at full speeded bolted into Tre with a massive hug! Peyton could see his facial expression which was very happy, and then she walked off.

"Wow! I guess you really did miss me!" Tre said pulling out of the hug.
Eva simply smiled. She was feeling very hyper.

They drove to the diner, talking about random stuff and their favourite bands and types of cakes. When they finally arrived, Tre acted the gentlemen opening the car door for Eva...leaving Billie, who was already there, standing wide-eyed.

They ate pizza. Billie had a pepperoni, and Tre and Eva ate a ham and pineapple each. Tre was amazed, "I have never, never in my life seen a girl eat
a whole pizza like that, in about five minutes!"
"I'm a pig." Eva smiled.
"A cute one." muttered Tre.
"Yum." said Billie...letting out a bit of a burp.
"I gotta go to the little boys room...but I'll be back!" Tre told them.

"He really likes you! Shit man!" Billie said when Tre was out of hearing range.
"What?" she asked.
"He likes you! Real bad! As in...He's got the hots for you! But not just the hots if you catch my drift..." Billie replied...
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